<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136</id><updated>2011-07-08T16:42:32.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slowbelle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-5668255070516131552</id><published>2010-10-09T09:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T09:35:38.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Man who displays sensitivity will be a Master who is sensitive to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Man who displays humility will be a Master who will show you respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Man who is not afraid to cry will be a Master who understands your tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Man who is quiet will be a Master who will hear your quietest whisper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Man who knows fear will be a Master who will not leave you to face yours alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Man who will listen to a child will be a Master who will always work to understand your words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Man who can stand alone will be a Master who will not crush you under His weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Man who controls Himself with ease will be a Master with the ability to control you in the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Man who does not have to prove His point will be a Master with many worthwhile points to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Man who never makes demands will be a Master who treasures anything you give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Man who doesn't run after you will be a Master you will never need to run away from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Man who is calm will be a Master who can weather your storms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Man who has walked the path to peace will be a Master able to guide you along that path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Man who does not shout will be a Master who will never deafen you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Man who knows Himself will be a Master who will have time to know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Man with an open mind will be a Master who never stops learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Man who never stops learning will be a Master who never stops growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Man who always seeks to be the best He can be for you is the only Man truly worthy of being called Master.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-5668255070516131552?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-3721842917673128649</id><published>2010-07-26T11:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T02:06:28.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nearing 2 yrs.</title><content type='html'>i had to blog.... i havent be blogging due to work, etc etc... and here i am blogging. i didnt wanted to cause it was suppose to be presented later on. i'll just have to put it up even though it was incomplete. during my one month course i didnt update it cause, i had too many projects to put up and yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;new entry.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy’s bible to unwedded wife and unborn futures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This must sound a little crazy. I’m going to write a note, once in a while to tell my beloved unwedded wife and to my babies future... I’m going to put down short notes, notes that are like motivation speech in case something happen to me. These are words I wanted you to know and feel if possible that I’ll be there for you, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1&lt;br /&gt;To my unwedded wife, everyday waking you up is a routine I need to comply but without me here you have to learn to force yourself up, understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2&lt;br /&gt;You had to learn to sleep whether you like it or not. That one of the most important thing you need to learn to do. To sleep even when I’m not around. It going to be hard but you MUST learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 3&lt;br /&gt;Having breakfast with you is a blessing by itself but without me there with you, each morning to have breakfast. You must still feed yourself well. Morning breakfast is the?? Most important meal of all 3 meals. Remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 4&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of you working or studying. You know, you have my support no matter how tough things are getting, you know we have been through much worst. Like I always say “If you believe in what you can do. You CAN make it come truth.” “NOTHINGS Impossible.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 5&lt;br /&gt;Always be really careful. You know what I meant. Always doing thing on a rush. Not even knowing that you hit something. Walk knowing what your stepping on and always be sure of the surrounding. Understand?? Try feeling the surrounding with all your 6 senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 6&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy everything little things in life. A change must not be a bad idea. Try looking at things on a different perspective. Life would be a lot happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 7&lt;br /&gt;When things don’t go your way. Don’t be unhappy, upset. Take it as a chance to work on it. You know you can make things better. Don’t you? We ain’t perfect, that is why.. There is always room for more improvements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 8&lt;br /&gt;Try to learn how to not complain about your shape, size, etc... you know what. He who created you made you the way you are. It is what makes you, YOU..! I dun believe but for this i would agree with him for your his best creation made and I'm glad I get to share a part of this creation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-3721842917673128649?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3721842917673128649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=3721842917673128649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/3721842917673128649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/3721842917673128649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2010/07/nearing-2-yrs.html' title='nearing 2 yrs.'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-5431958931760795668</id><published>2010-05-09T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T00:45:24.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at a blink of an eye,&lt;br /&gt;we've held on to this journey for 20 months.&lt;br /&gt;we're stll very much in love with each other&lt;br /&gt;but we can't deny that we are starting to pick on the faults on each other.&lt;br /&gt;everyday i tell myself and remind myself..&lt;br /&gt;one good thing about the things you do for me, because i don't want to ever take you for granted.&lt;br /&gt;you have faults and i have them too.&lt;br /&gt;we should learn to accept them now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been such a bitch lately darling,&lt;br /&gt;i know how hard it is for you.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;answering all my stupid questions and giving in to my tempers,&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;it's such a rollercoaster ride inside me that you have to bear all my frustrations inside&lt;br /&gt;and it's not fair.&lt;br /&gt;and all you ever do is to give me a smile and tell me that everything's okay when i throw my tantrums at you,&lt;br /&gt;instead of quarelling with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know dear,&lt;br /&gt;you're such a big headed idiot.&lt;br /&gt;you're too insensitive at times, and you always don't take the initiative.&lt;br /&gt;you make me get so fed up with you and even more fed up with you because of your silence.&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;i still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very much. maybe it's the things you do.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the hugs that you give.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the silly laughter that you have.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's how you make me so happy when you finish the food i cook.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's how you protect me in your way&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's how you take in my tempers&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's how the time we spend tgt past so quickly&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's so much more&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart breaks everytime i see you smile,&lt;br /&gt;after i throw a tantrum at you because i know you don't deserve that.&lt;br /&gt;tears can't stop running.&lt;br /&gt;you just don't know it.&lt;br /&gt;thank you dear..&lt;br /&gt;for appearing in my life.&lt;br /&gt;and loving me like your little princess.&lt;br /&gt;you have to stay in it forever.&lt;br /&gt;you promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, bellebelle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-1400389832292998747</id><published>2010-03-06T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T21:51:41.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 year 5 months</title><content type='html'>till today, it has been 1 year 5 months. we never would have imagine we could have lasted so long. at least we never knew everything would have come so far and so smoothly. i gotten my bike which cause us both to land in an accident just 2 week into buying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that outing is no more of a burden to us. i had to hone my skill in handling the bike first. once i have confidence i'll let you sit on it once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it had been so long seen i last blogged. baby you doing great as a wifey. you changed into being more reasonable even when we are quarrelling. the arguements will always be there, it is not going to change but with this better understanding and me being more able to go cheer you up. the arguements wouldn't be that heated up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this month been really tight for me. i couldn't even bring you out to some good restaurant to celebrate. i hope within the next 2 months thing wouldn't be so tight. so we can have some good once in a while right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby is going to set up her blogshop. i'm pretty excited about it. cause i believe she can do it, cause i believe if you think you can do something... your surely be able to success. no question asked and even if you dun, you should be more den happy to know at least you tried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things to be done. a list of stuff we haven't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've find a baby, a baby angel who resembles you.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my sweet baby angel.&lt;br /&gt;love you always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-1400389832292998747?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1400389832292998747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=1400389832292998747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/1400389832292998747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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memories will be somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want you to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;doubly hard for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;i want you to prove to them that you can make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm bold.&lt;br /&gt;i don't need you to be well to do.&lt;br /&gt;i don't need you to be rich.&lt;br /&gt;because there is sth i need to prove.&lt;br /&gt;without money, we cannot do anything.&lt;br /&gt;but even with the most money in the world, it can't buy my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;i've seen with my own eyes, what money can or cannot do.&lt;br /&gt;without money, we cannot go to places we want to, do things we want to.&lt;br /&gt;but still, each day spent is still worthwhile, sweet and memorable.&lt;br /&gt;with money, my family isn't happy. we're not the closest.&lt;br /&gt;but looking at your family, your daddy isn't rich, he isn't well to do.&lt;br /&gt;but he managed to raise three strong children whom care for each other so much,&lt;br /&gt;treat each other with respect, i see the close family ties which i never experienced.&lt;br /&gt;in your family, i see the laughter, somewhere i wish to be in and a family similar to that&lt;br /&gt;which i hope to create.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything you do, you just want to see a smile across my face.&lt;br /&gt;you want to know that you are capable of making me happy.&lt;br /&gt;when i cry, get upset. you get even more upset, you treat me coldly.&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;you hate to see me upset.&lt;br /&gt;you never do understand my reason why i'm never pushing you to the limits.&lt;br /&gt;always forcing you to make more money.&lt;br /&gt;you feel that if i did, maybe you'll be more driven.&lt;br /&gt;i see no point to.&lt;br /&gt;everyone is in this life for a reason, everyone has a talent.&lt;br /&gt;the richest man may not be the happiest or most decent man.&lt;br /&gt;he may be frivolous, abusive to the woman beside him.&lt;br /&gt;you are already driven, because of me.&lt;br /&gt;you know in your heart, what i want most.&lt;br /&gt;and just because of that.&lt;br /&gt;you are already driven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what makes me happy?&lt;br /&gt;when we share a bowl of instant noodles,&lt;br /&gt;when we talk about the future,&lt;br /&gt;when i see you smile because i smile,&lt;br /&gt;every single month we reach our anniversary,&lt;br /&gt;when we feed each other,&lt;br /&gt;when we tickle each other,&lt;br /&gt;everything we do together makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;the most importantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what makes me happy?&lt;br /&gt;when we know.&lt;br /&gt;when we believe.&lt;br /&gt;when we fight.&lt;br /&gt;for the same future, same dreams, same life we want so much together.&lt;br /&gt;that makes you driven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember, one day. when you lose the strength to fight,&lt;br /&gt;or you feel like giving up.&lt;br /&gt;you feel like everything's gone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;you feel like nothing in life can work.&lt;br /&gt;remember the dreams we share together.&lt;br /&gt;you'll find your way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a happy family.&lt;br /&gt;a home we can call our very own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-7737315585667061811?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7737315585667061811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=7737315585667061811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7737315585667061811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7737315585667061811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2010/02/words.html' title='words'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-6042730311004086631</id><published>2010-01-04T01:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T01:52:08.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 1 year 4 months</title><content type='html'>today's our 1 year 4 months into the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;i am realli happy although my face never show it.&lt;br /&gt;up until now although we have a certain degree of understanding about one another.&lt;br /&gt;we are constantly having lots of arguements.&lt;br /&gt;it is suppose to be healthy for the relationship but somehow it doesn't feel right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes baby, there are questions in my heart i have been asking myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. whether i did give too much at one shot in the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't come to a conclusion to this question as there is no wrong and no right.&lt;br /&gt;it's not that you dun deserve being treated the same like before just that i've already tried giving you that feeling back but it is not working, no matter how hard i try.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is still not enough but i'm really still trying. i wanna give you surpises like how i used to but sometimes it is troublesome although i really dun mind doing it for you but you have to ask. which always seen to you as 'if i ask, it doesn't count'&lt;br /&gt;i am finding alternative say maybe when i can't get sweets for you, i'll call you to ask you what food you wan for breakfast, etc...&lt;br /&gt;our arguements are draining the energy you replenish away so much so that i'm get bored of our constant arguements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, changes are inevitable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-6042730311004086631?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6042730311004086631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=6042730311004086631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6042730311004086631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6042730311004086631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-1-year-4-months.html' title='happy 1 year 4 months'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-604573923484329306</id><published>2009-12-31T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T02:03:12.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 more days</title><content type='html'>this few months was peaceful. fun. and sometimes frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;THE GOOD TIMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had fun times like when we both had our iphones together.&lt;br /&gt;we when to watch avatar together.&lt;br /&gt;you cooked a new dish for me.&lt;br /&gt;took care of me when my wisdom tooth hurts.&lt;br /&gt;learn new dishes for me.&lt;br /&gt;we download apps together.&lt;br /&gt;we have share and discussion session.&lt;br /&gt;we made plans for our future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;THE BAD TIMES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we disagree a few times.&lt;br /&gt;we debated several times.&lt;br /&gt;we try to understand for quite sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;we try to settle things time after time.&lt;br /&gt;after so many times we argue many times.&lt;br /&gt;we quarrel many more times.&lt;br /&gt;we fight all the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i still love you everytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe our fights are getting smaller and less intensive.&lt;br /&gt;good and bad. but there is already like a mutual understanding. our differences and our understanding of each other should be by far good enough to say we can go through much tougher obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so much so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we should have put up pictures but nevermind that. we soon would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k now for a new announcement. on the coming feb 13th. one day before valentine's day. baby and i have come up with a crazy idea of hosting an events for couples. the followings are the events sneak preview of what are the things you can look out for and how to contact us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-604573923484329306?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/604573923484329306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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support.&lt;br /&gt;lastly be it work or tender loving care. i'll trying my best to give you the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so looking forward to next month, it the lot of us (birthday) i dunno what is it going to be like.&lt;br /&gt;one things for sure. baby and i are gonna get our iphone...!!! woo. what i have been planning is the whole lot of us going out to different places and at the end of it all. we'll have a gift exchange session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next month is also a month where great movies are coming up. movies like crush of the titans, the fourth kind, GAMER... avatar and and and ninja assassin. :) i'm going to plan going out of movie sessions with baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today baby cooked me lasagne. damn it was good. lolz. everytime she cook something it never fail to excite me cause it would sure taste damn good and she doesn't have to learn how to cook first. it just taste good the first time she made it.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for cooking for me every now and then. for details of the recipe. kindly contact my baby at her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;festive season is coming.. santa is coming too. here a note of safety. drink dun drive, drive dun drink, drink and drive, pay money... kidding anyway keep yourself healthy and give more love to your love one. like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you dear. muack :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-7982993977564403696?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7982993977564403696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=7982993977564403696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7982993977564403696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7982993977564403696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/11/us-this-few-days.html' title='us... this few days'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-3352391438311504690</id><published>2009-10-31T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T00:09:20.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baby,&lt;br /&gt;i want you to stand strong on your feet.&lt;br /&gt;for you to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you always said, ever since i met you.&lt;br /&gt;ever since i knew you, that you are not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;you dont have a cert.you don't have car, a high paying job, a house, no money.&lt;br /&gt;you said it was your fault when the others left you.&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;it never was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they left you, because they never loved you enough.&lt;br /&gt;they left you, because they never stayed long enough,&lt;br /&gt;they never bothered to look at you. the real you.&lt;br /&gt;they left you because they only looked for material, for fun, for excitment.&lt;br /&gt;they never understood, your love for them.&lt;br /&gt;but i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed, because i love you.&lt;br /&gt;because i know you have so much drive, passion, discipline&lt;br /&gt;in all that you want to do. the best in all you do.&lt;br /&gt;within you, i see the fire.&lt;br /&gt;i see you burning up, alwaya wanting to strive, wanting to accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;because in you, i see your potential.&lt;br /&gt;i saw your love for me.&lt;br /&gt;i felt your heart with mine.&lt;br /&gt;because of that, i feel you can do it, you can even do more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make me feel beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;you make me feel like the best,&lt;br /&gt;you make me feel loved,&lt;br /&gt;the queen of your heart,&lt;br /&gt;you make me feel important,&lt;br /&gt;respected, trusted.&lt;br /&gt;you make me feel like you would give up everything just to be with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel your anger when you see guys looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;i feel your protection,&lt;br /&gt;i feel your heart.&lt;br /&gt;i feel your emotions, i know what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;i feel your inferiority,&lt;br /&gt;i feel every single emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not guys. not many guys of your age want to stop having fun.&lt;br /&gt;want to stop looking at girls,&lt;br /&gt;want to stop drinking, smoking, partying,&lt;br /&gt;want to get tied down,&lt;br /&gt;want to give in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you do. you tell your friends you're engaged,&lt;br /&gt;you feel so proud of me,&lt;br /&gt;you call me your wife,&lt;br /&gt;you stopped drinking and smoking because of me,&lt;br /&gt;you stopped clubbing because you respect me,&lt;br /&gt;you call me, text me, love me,miss me&lt;br /&gt;all the time when you're free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you try to give me the best when you don't even eat the best.&lt;br /&gt;you give me all the food on your plate, try to sneak a spoonful of ric into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;you give me all the meat, and you take all the fat because i don't eat it.&lt;br /&gt;you are the best to me just like how i am the best to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have to wake up darling,&lt;br /&gt;you are good enough.&lt;br /&gt;not measured by material but because of your love for me.&lt;br /&gt;so deep.&lt;br /&gt;because of this love,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be beside you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to pick you up when you fall,&lt;br /&gt;to give you strength when you feel tired,&lt;br /&gt;to care for you when you're sick,&lt;br /&gt;to give you encouragement when you're down,&lt;br /&gt;to wipe your tears when you cry for me,&lt;br /&gt;to soothe your anger and heartache when i fall and hurt myself.&lt;br /&gt;to cook and bake, do housework with you like it's our own little heaven.&lt;br /&gt;everything, we'll share together.&lt;br /&gt;ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll get your motorbke license together,&lt;br /&gt;we'll get you motorbike together,&lt;br /&gt;we'll get your degree together,&lt;br /&gt;we'll get your car together.&lt;br /&gt;we'll get our house together,&lt;br /&gt;we'll get our phone together,&lt;br /&gt;we'll celebrate our brithdays together,&lt;br /&gt;we'll cook breakfast together,&lt;br /&gt;we'll start a family together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything you wish to have, in time.&lt;br /&gt;we'll do it tgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can only be your support.&lt;br /&gt;the only one beside you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what hurts the heart the most is someone who you feel is best feels like he's worthless.&lt;br /&gt;you'll learn darling, you have to learn.&lt;br /&gt;one day, to look into me in the eye and tell me.&lt;br /&gt;"wifey, i am good enough because no one can love you like how i can."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then that day, i'll tell you.&lt;br /&gt;"hubby,  i knew it long ago. how come you just found out today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-3352391438311504690?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3352391438311504690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-385849171221010401</id><published>2009-10-23T19:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:23:36.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAWR~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeeeee la, you're so busy. you can't even update anymore.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, to update readers about our life,&lt;br /&gt;if there is anyone reading.&lt;br /&gt;i'm here.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby's working hard now, real hard, too hard.&lt;br /&gt;that i'm having a heartache seeing you work so hard.&lt;br /&gt;mornings 7am-8pm,&lt;br /&gt;nights 8pm-morning 7am.&lt;br /&gt;and you can't even go off straightaway after work.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still glad you're still here.&lt;br /&gt;caring for me, cheering me up, kissing away my tears.&lt;br /&gt;you make all things well sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;even though sometimes i still dont understand why you're working so hard..&lt;br /&gt;but as long as you know what you're doing and what you wana achieve.&lt;br /&gt;i'll try my best to be supportive all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though sometimes i throw tantrums, because i want your company.&lt;br /&gt;because im so unused to you not being beside me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if you miss me when you're at work&lt;br /&gt;because you're so busy.&lt;br /&gt;but then i like the feeling of being missed.&lt;br /&gt;you especially! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, you won't be back to bring the kids down with me.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll be alone looking at the beautiful stars.&lt;br /&gt;and jagger will be only lonely without the girls.&lt;br /&gt;i know you'll still be protecting me, somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;also, the only support i can give you and show you tonight, your first night shift&lt;br /&gt;is for wifey to wait for you to come home.&lt;br /&gt;i'll wait for you to come home before i sleep(:&lt;br /&gt;i know you'll feel me waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even darling, you won't be able to read this tonight.&lt;br /&gt;you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what you said never to leave me alone again.&lt;br /&gt;remember to keep this good and precious.&lt;br /&gt;cause i'll always support this decision:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-385849171221010401?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/385849171221010401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=385849171221010401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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your loved one would be so blissful?&lt;br /&gt;i know:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi hi i'm back... your beloved DJ whatever.&lt;br /&gt;anyway recently was crazily poor. not only that, like they say 'even when we are hit with crisis' 'people tend to bond together as one' i guess that was what happen to us. &lt;strong&gt;i'm jobless&lt;/strong&gt;. ok that the bad news. good news is we are happily enjoying ourselves. it was kinda lucky we save up coin in which we took a bit of it to use. i swear i'm going to top it back up as soon as i get my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much excitment we have, recently like baby said, it was blissful. arguement and quarrel was at it minimum. big one still kicks in once in a while but i guess that what makes a couple become closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed myself with you. thank you for all the things you have done and gave. i'm still thankful and gladful to have you with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks sweetie. love you always.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-759612095269231034</id><published>2009-09-21T11:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T12:41:32.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all i ever needed was someone to show me comfort when i cried.&lt;br /&gt;for him to hug me, kiss me. not to walk away.&lt;br /&gt;not to treat my concern as sarcasm,&lt;br /&gt;not to think the worse of me.&lt;br /&gt;not to raise his voice, being all violent.&lt;br /&gt;to never ever let me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you used to give me a big hug, whenever i cried.&lt;br /&gt;the kiss to blow away my kisses was instant.&lt;br /&gt;to call me beautiful, to say i love you.&lt;br /&gt;to tell me you're the best like how you did in the past.&lt;br /&gt;to tell me a sincere sorry.&lt;br /&gt;to ask me if you could go out with your friends,&lt;br /&gt;instead of just informing me.&lt;br /&gt;is it because you feel i'm overpowering you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or what is this about?&lt;br /&gt;why can't you just be like the past?&lt;br /&gt;what did i do to make you become such a person?&lt;br /&gt;i thought i gave so much more.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, everything changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no morning calls, i overslept.&lt;br /&gt;no comfort even though i asked for it, i cried.&lt;br /&gt;the harsh words, no more gentleness, my heart ached.&lt;br /&gt;you said to let trust be natural.&lt;br /&gt;now, you're doing actions to change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you really love me?&lt;br /&gt;if you do, how come now you wouldnt change for me?&lt;br /&gt;how come you use harsh words to deal and respond to me, knowing it will hurt me more?&lt;br /&gt;how come now, you won't even give me a kiss or a hug when i cry?&lt;br /&gt;where were the words of appreciation?&lt;br /&gt;where's the gentleness i got from the past?&lt;br /&gt;how come now,you let me cry over and over again?&lt;br /&gt;the tone you use on me, are you speaking to a citizen? am i a citizen?&lt;br /&gt;how can i accept it?&lt;br /&gt;even though we quarrelled more, i was happier in the past.&lt;br /&gt;you said you'll change.&lt;br /&gt;until now, i still haven't heard what i wanted to hear most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this a matter of pride?&lt;br /&gt;haven't i given you enough?&lt;br /&gt;haven't i thought enough for you?&lt;br /&gt;haven't i apologise more?&lt;br /&gt;love. has no pride.&lt;br /&gt;requires no pride either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it isn't a matter of giving in.&lt;br /&gt;isn't the matter to see who calls who first&lt;br /&gt;isn't the matter who apologises first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it wanting the best for your other half,&lt;br /&gt;giving him/her what she wants?&lt;br /&gt;doing what makes her happy?&lt;br /&gt;then why, now even if i ask for it.&lt;br /&gt;then why are you holding back?&lt;br /&gt;everything disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;i've got everything i wanted,&lt;br /&gt;but nothing i needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has love faded?&lt;br /&gt;did i not do enough?&lt;br /&gt;i love you baby,&lt;br /&gt;done everything to show you i love you.&lt;br /&gt;do you?&lt;br /&gt;i can't deny you give me surprises.&lt;br /&gt;you think of me, you miss me.&lt;br /&gt;what about the most important things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please tell me if i said wrong,&lt;br /&gt;please correct me if i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-759612095269231034?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/759612095269231034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=759612095269231034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/759612095269231034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/759612095269231034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-i-ever-needed-was-someone-to-show.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-8641940114689774677</id><published>2009-08-25T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:13:52.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey darling, i havent't blogged for aaaaaaages!&lt;br /&gt;i guess now, the event that we're look forward to in our lives is our 1st year anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;say YAYYYYYY! haha. and of course your clearing of leaves!&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe the time of the year has come again.&lt;br /&gt;and i can't believe we've made it so far.&lt;br /&gt;after all the obstacles, after all that we've been through.&lt;br /&gt;they are obstacles that, not all have experienced or understand.&lt;br /&gt;and i really can't wait for us to spend times tgt and accomplish the things we want to achieve tgt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet you're excited too right?&lt;br /&gt;ooookay, so here are the dates of your leaves.&lt;br /&gt;from the 29th of Aug to the 7th of Sept!&lt;br /&gt;29th- We're celebrating your mummy's birthday tgt, woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;31st- Uhm, we should plan for this day!&lt;br /&gt;1st- Our long awated SENTOSA TRIP, and of course movie Final Destination 4!&lt;br /&gt;2nd- Uhm, we should plan for the day too!&lt;br /&gt;3rd- Celebration of our 1st year anniversary&lt;br /&gt;4th- your motorbike lesson and continous celebration of our anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;5thto7th- YAY. we should plan for this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like we have many days more to watch orphan, to go sing k, ice-skating, JUMBO, picnic.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, i'm glad you appeared in my life.&lt;br /&gt;you try to treat me the best, to hold my hand through this.&lt;br /&gt;even though sometimes you forget,&lt;br /&gt;but you'll do it as long as i want you too.&lt;br /&gt;you always think highly of me, believe in me.&lt;br /&gt;you tell me i'm the best and you're always so protective.&lt;br /&gt;the last thing you want is to hurt me, for me to be hurt.&lt;br /&gt;the first thing you want is for me to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;so many things i wish to say, so many words to tell, so much feelings to be expresessed.&lt;br /&gt;so many things you wish to do wth me, the future you want to build wth me, so many years you want me to be there.&lt;br /&gt;we both know that everything can't be said in this blog post.&lt;br /&gt;i thank God, for you. for me. for everything.&lt;br /&gt;you're a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-8641940114689774677?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8641940114689774677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=8641940114689774677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/8641940114689774677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/8641940114689774677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-darling-i-haventt-blogged-for.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-6379467242680700536</id><published>2009-08-07T14:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T14:32:17.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i want to be like before.&lt;br /&gt;happy.&lt;br /&gt;because we deserve to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;and when there is happiness, you have more to give.&lt;br /&gt;and when you give love,care and concern. i recieve it. and i am happy.&lt;br /&gt;and i have more to give. and it goes on.&lt;br /&gt;it works that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have only. just only.&lt;br /&gt;27 days in my calender to give you happiness.&lt;br /&gt;the best memories.&lt;br /&gt;you will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just 27 days left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-6379467242680700536?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6379467242680700536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=6379467242680700536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6379467242680700536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6379467242680700536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-want-to-be-like-before_07.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-492646119666106928</id><published>2009-08-07T14:30:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T23:42:11.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>third repost of the 142 reasons.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW PROGRAM 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;15/4/09 the start of&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;143 reasons "I LOVE YOU"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;featuring &lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mc sean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; from silly punk @ sg&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;in today's new program mc sean gonna share with you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;his 143 reasons why he love his baby.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;this program is gonna last for 143 days till their relationship hits 1 year mark.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;after his 143 reasons why he love his baby. she gonna &lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;marry&lt;/font&gt; him.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;ok that was a joke but seriously he won't mind if she wants to.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;things this program will feature...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;his gonna write about the truth and only the truth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;his going to make her love him more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;his going to break the 1 year mark after 143 reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;his going to make her happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;april 15, 2009 - reason 1. i love you because you my angel. woo!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;april 16, 2009 - reason 2. i love you because your my daily dose of vitamin.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;april 17, 2009 - reason 3. i have loved and will always be loving you cause you love me the same way too.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;april 18, 2009 - reason 4. i love you because you will always believe in me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;april 19, 2009 - reason 5. i love you for being the coolest girlfriend ever...!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;april 20, 2009 - reason 6. i love you for you gave me the strength to be strong..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;april 21, 2009 - reason 7. i love you cause when things are down you lift things up.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;april 22, 2009 - reason 8. i love you for patting me to sleep when i'm sick. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;(thanks mr tan ei dun for spotting spelling error. patting not petting lolz.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;april 23, 2009 - reason 9. i love you cause you always try to learn new recipe to cook for me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;april 24, 2009 - reason 10. i love you, because you make porridge for me when i'm sick.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;april 25, 2009 - reason 11. i love you because you're the most important thing the world has to offer.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;april 26, 2009 - reason 12. i love you cause you have let me become a part of you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;april 27, 2009 - reason 13. i love you cause you gave me your care and concern.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;april 28, 2009 - reason 14. i love you cause 'your my sunshine, my only sunshine'.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;april 29, 2009 - reason 15. i love you for every single little things you do..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;april 30, 2009 - reason 16. i love you for being the perfect gene wifey ever... woo!!! self proclaimed... LOL but i agree.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;may 01, 2009 - reason 17. i love you for giving me all the small gifts...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;may 02, 2009 - reason 18. i love you for not letting my tears go to waste. it the only tool i have to let you know, how much you mean to me. (seen i never know what words to say)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;may 03, 2009 - reason 19. i love you and will always be thankful because you always see my effort in doing things. no matter how big or how small.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;may 04, 2009 - reason 20. i love you for making me become the luckiest man on earth.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;may 05, 2009 - reason 21. i love and would always like to grow old with you. (i wanna say "hey, dear ah. would you hold me hand?" when our hair turn white)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;may 06, 2009 - reason 22. i love you for asking me to hold your hand when i off wondering, day dreaming.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;may 07, 2009 - reason 23. i love you for always being able to understand my way of protectiveness. (it may seen like a normal thing but to me it something big)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;may 08, 2009 - reason 24. i love you for being the bravest girlfriend ever. you proof to me this relationship is something you wan. something you need. you had to go through so much... thank you, baby.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;may 09, 2009 - reason 25. i've learn to love you more each day. with each day being showered with your love.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;may 10, 2009 - reason 26. i love you for letting me hold your hand when i need it most.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;may 11, 2009 - reason 27. i love you and always will thank you for being strong when i start losing myself. for that is the cutting point before what could have broken us up.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;may 12, 2009 - reason 28. i love you for learning and trying to please me. baby i can see that you really try to. :) thanks sweetie.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;may 13, 2009 - reason 29. i love you and thank you for not leaving me alone. you were always there when i needed you most.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;may 14, 2009 - reason 30. i love you cause your the first to make me open up everything to you. irregardless if it is the good or the bad.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;may 15, 2009 - reason 31. i love you, cause everytime you hug i feel the warmth in you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;may 16, 2009 - reason 32. i love you for lending me your hand. i know it just a simple thing but i dun wanna lose that kinda simple thing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;may 17, 2009 - reason 33. i love you and will always do, for your the only one who appreciate the little simple things i do. thank you. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;may 18, 2009 - reason 34. i love you for you tries to reassure me even when your upset by a certain topic yourself.. cheers baby&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;may 19, 2009 - reason 35. i love you for trying to change yourself. it isn't easy but you let me know that it is possible. silly i'll change myself for you too, if there is anything you dun like bout me. just let me know.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;may 20, 2009 - reason 36. i love it when i wake up in the morning and having you next to me. my pretty sunshine.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;may 21, 2009 - reason 37. i love you baby... again and again when i fall sick, your care and concern show me you care bout me... thanks baby.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;may 22, 2009 - reason 38. baby, i love you for your smile never seen to fade away... you've got the cutest smile ever sweetie...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;may 23, 2009 - reason 39. sweetie, your the best wifey ever.. i'm not the only one agreeing to it. my whole family does... :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;may 24, 2009 - reason 40. i love you cause, you treasure the way i treasure you. (sometimes you just forget about it... silly baby)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;may 25, 2009 - reason 41. i love you baby!!!! cause with or without your glasses you look so beautiful to me... muack.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;may 26, 2009 - reason 42. i love you cause you always make your words sound so beautiful...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;may 27, 2009 - reason 43. i love you cause you always worry bout the wrong stuff... (least important things) lolz... so cute!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;may 28, 2009 - reason 44. i love you, for what every guys willingness to do something for their girlfriend's... that behaviour itself, you say it was sweet. (silly every guys will do it...)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;may 29, 2009 - reason 45. i love you cause no matter how uncertain my answers are. you still find courage to love me for who i am now...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;may 30, 2009 - reason 46. i love you cause somewhere in my heart, it's telling me that if i let you go. i'll never love anyone else again... (it would for sure take a veri long time to heal)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;may 31, 2009 - reason 47. i love you cause even when i know i'm not somebody yet. you still love me for who i am. i know if i got something i'll lose something, but the only thing i dun wanna lose is you. and this wonderful relationship.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;june 01, 2009 - reason 48. i love you for the rest of time. my remaining time.. even when i can't spend every sec with you, i know your part of it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 02, 2009 - reason 49. daisuke des for when you give me that "what are you doing kinda look" it so so so seductive.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;june 03, 2009 - reason 50. i'll always love you... (we are making this promise, never to love the other half. we shall only give our genuine love for each other)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 04, 2009 - reason 51. i love you cause you make me wanna hold you till the morning light. (holding you just reassure me)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;june 05, 2009 - reason 52. i love you cause you always tries to reassure me. i never was please with myself for be able to only provide you so little but you keep on telling me, i am good enough. i wan not only to provide us, our kids too...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 06, 2009 - reason 53. i love you cause you filled the holes in my life. your the one who made me who i am now... without you what i am trying to fill in would just be for nothing. thanks baby.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;june 07, 2009 - reason 54. i love you cause you given me the resolution in life... with out you i am worth nothing. (please dun leave me alone)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 08, 2009 - reason 55. i love you cause when my world turn blue. your be there to be my guiding star.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;june 09, 2009 - reason 56. i love you cause no matter how many times we are uncertain. we were only caring for each other. un realising we are both hurting.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 10, 2009 - reason 57. i love you cause even when i'm not a good lover at all. you tolerated my insensitiveness.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;june 11, 2009 -reason 58. i love you cause we'll be learning to love each other once again.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 12, 2009 - reason 59. i love you because just being able to be with you, that happiness.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;june 13, 2009 - reason 60. i love you cause your the only girl i see... trying to do hard working stuff... like hammering the nails. lolz..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 14, 2009 - reason 61. i love you cause being able to love you in the first place was already a big miracle that happened to me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;june 15, 2009 - reason 62. i love you cause if i let you go, for whatever reason. i know i'll regret that forever.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 16, 2009 - reason 63. i love you cause knowing that we both runs at the same time, sounds like we are spending everything sec of our life for each other. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;june 17, 2009 - reason 64. i love you cause you are the worm in my stomach, for everything i do. you know what i was planning to do next. arghz... that not good too, my surpises never be surpising enough.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 18, 2009 - reason 65. i love you cause you try to please me your own way like cooking for me. doing things for me. silly, what you did, are stuff i could never do.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;june 19, 2009 - reason 66. i love you, for our arguements each time round. just made us more and more stronger.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 20, 2009 - reason 67. i will and only will love you cause, baby you score 110 points.. i dunno but i'll ALWAYS believe i'm one of the most luckiest man on earth. ^_^&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 21, 2009 - reason 68. i love you cause at any kinda situation ever the worst kind... you found strength from somewhere within you to change it all. :) you just saved me last night.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 22, 2009 - reason 69. i love you cause we have been through one of the BIGGEST obstacle in our relationship. nothing changed baby. i'll still love you always.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 23, 2009 - reason 70. i love you girl, i cannot make any promises but you understand why and still love me as who i am. thanks baby...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 24, 2009 - reason 71. i love you cause you light up my nights.. like the stars you like. it fulls me via the way it fulls the sky. muack&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 25, 2009 - reason 72. i love you cause i can imgining you, my wife... making breakfast for me early in the morning before i set off for work. it would be so sweet.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 26, 2009 - reason 73. i love you cause you had the most gentle kiss. for when the touch, it tick every inch of my body.. sound so sexy lolz.. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 27, 2009 - reason 74. thanks baby for coming down to queentown just to fetch me from work... even when your overly tired.. i love you, always do.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 28, 2009 - reason 75. i love you for everything you have. everything... you said your heart has nothing, you say a woman with no love for herself has nothing. seriously your more than that.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 29, 2009 - reason 76. i love you cause after each quarrel we seen to somehow get stronger afterall it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;june 30, 2009 - reason 77. i love you when you tell me that you still love me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 01, 2009 - reason 78. i love you cause baby your the toughest girl around... no one can beat you down. you have strength and energy to force through it all.. :) and thanks to that we survived countless countless of obstacle.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 02, 2009 - reason 79. i love you cause you kept on saying siao siao SIAO siao SIAO siIiiiaAAooOOO!!!! a monent of that time, you look so cute..!! :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 03, 2009 - reason 80. i love you baby cause your the reason i can sleep properly at night.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 04, 2009 - reason 81. i love you cause even when your down and cried... you can still be cute when you recovered. sometime baby being the good person doesn't nessasary wins and you can always be the good person. let them fight, it might bring them closer..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 05, 2009 - reason 82. i love you cause even with my unpredictable, constantly changing behaviour. you know it but have already taken it as part for me. from time to time still require me to not change that much.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 06, 2009 - reason 83. i love your even when at time you maybe a little unreasonable but i know your only showing your care and concern. sometime i may be unreasonable too hope you know i'm only showing my care and concern too.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 07, 2009 - reason 84. i love you cause your the only girl who laugh so hard at your boyfriend for saying 'i wear a pantzy...' not pantie. ok...??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 08, 2009 - reason 85. i love you cause baby you know i respect you. everything you dun like me to do. i maybe stubborn to still do it but i'll always think of you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 09, 2009 - reason 86. i love you cause like you said. the one who made you the saddest are usually the one who love you the most. you made me laugh like crazy too. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 10, 2009 - reason 87. i love you cause your always bothered... from time to time i need all this reminder cause i tend to slowly forget.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 11, 2009 - reason 88. i love you because i have grow to knowing it can be veri hard for me to live alone again.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 12, 2009 - reason 89. i love you cause you maybe difficult to handle... but what your flaws are, just made you who you are and it who you are that made me love you for who you are.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 13, 2009 - reason 90. i love you cause you love cartoons too.. :) transformers.... more then meets the eye. lolz.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 14, 2009 - reason 91. i love you cause you are my sun floper. lolz. not an spelling error. something i come up with. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 15, 2009 - reason 92. i love you for who you are. (your changes, you didn't notice was alot. the simple you was something i should have told you about) head spinning yet again&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 16, 2009 - reason 93. our loves had been through so much. it not about one selfishness to make the different anymore. it us, both of us working together to create a miracle. sound easy but it quite hard. we have to believe.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 17, 2009 - reason 94. i love you cause sometime it seen like you need me to be of a company to you, you still let me choose where i wanna go. thanks for respecting me too.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 18, 2009 - reason 95. i love you cause every single day even though we meet every single day, you never get bored of seeing me... :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 19, 2009 - reason 96. i will love you till death, do us part. this i promise you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 20, 2009 - reason 97. i love you cause even though your willfulness sometimes tired me out but i know and can feel you constantly caring about me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 21, 2009 - reason 98. i love you no matter what you say, for your still the most perfect girlfriend ever. your flaw just made you special but in time your learn and soon be flawless.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 22, 2009 - reason 99. i love you cause we come by so far. everytime it nearly ended... we hold on. making us stronger back up again. my pain was a cure.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 23, 2009 - reason 100. i love you cause you made me surrender to you. when i always was the one make someone else surrender.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 24, 2009 - reason 101. i love you cause your my strength, your ring my reminder of the strength you give me when i'm weak.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 25, 2009 - reason 102. i love you cause when i say nothing, you cry. when i say something happy, you cry. when i say something bad, you cry. when i say something scary, you cry. honey? what should i say??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 26, 2009 - reason 103. i love you cause even when your pissed, on the peak of eruption. you look so cute. that is the reason i can't help laughing.. but you dun like it. it not that i'm doing it on purpose.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 27, 2009 - reason 104. i love you cause, i dunno where you get the strength from when we quarrel and you are still able to walk toward me. thank you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 28, 2009 - reason 105. i love you cause your my dream. your my future. my everything.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 29, 2009 - reason 106. i love you cause you show me that you respect me and that you are learning to trust me. :) love how you look when your realli happy. muack :*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 30, 2009 - reason 107. i love you cause we have been through so much that nothing much can change the fact that our feelings are strong enough to overcome alot of stuff.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;july 31, 2009 - reason 108. i love you cause you respect me, it show how much you care for what i think and how i feel. i'm sorry for what happened today.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;august 01, 2009 - reason 109. i love you cause i felt like we are long time old couple when i'm taking care of you when your sick... your, always wanna be no 1 attitude... a little like me(gaming) and when i really propose to you. your realli be my wife.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;august 02, 2009 - reason 110. i love you cause things would never be the same again if you were to leave me. from my daily dose of vitamins to you tackling me each day. nothing will be the same anymore. :) glad your still with me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;august 03, 2009 - reason 111. i love you cause we have been through it all. yet you are feeling mixed up. baby i just wan you to know they may think whatever they wan but your the one who make the final decision. you should be proud cause i am proud of you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;august 04, 2009 - reason 112. i love you, baby thanks for learning how to be not affected that much and thanks for making me the bunnies... i wan my baby rabbit which is gonna resemble xiao bean. lolz.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;august 05, 2009 - reason 113. i love you cause i really do. you dunno how much you mean to me but i wan you to know. you mean alot, i actualli cannot confirm but today i did. i dun wan you to hurt yourself anymore. that the only reason i can think of to leave you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;august 06, 2009 - reason 114. i love you cause you are beautiful in your own way. something no others can compare with. she have so many great qualities like being able to cook. do house hold stuff. baby your the best already.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 07, 2009 - reason 115. i love you cause you have the most beautiful smile, one has to offer when your happy. one that could touch anybody that it reach out to.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 08, 2009 - reason 116. i love you cause i dunno what your planning. whatever it is. your pushing things a little too hard. loving one isn't easy already. why are you planning something big and whatever it is. maybe it a surpise too big for me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 09, 2009 - reason 117. i love you cause being loved by you back is the most happiest feeling, i can ever recieve. honey for all the things that you have done for me. i thank you, you. those are gift send to me with love. i'll treasure them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 10, 2009 - reason 118. i love you cause your supportive. in everything i do, your be there for me. sometime my job has got me working till late at night but your stay up and wait. thanks baby. thanks for being understanding too.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 11, 2009 - reason 119. i love you cause your so silly. always knowing all my answers to your questions but dunno why you keep on asking me the obvious. nevertheless i got so much to tell you today but none got out of my mouth. (got 2 things i wanna tell you. 1. i told my boss your my beloved. 2. i wanna share with you something i tot of when i'm having break)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 12, 2009 - reason 120. i love you cause you really show me you respect and care for me. even when you dun show or even do it. i know and feel it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 13, 2009 - reason 121. i love you cause i had this feeling that we were made for each other. there is no way!! i will let this relationship fall apart. not even your brother can do a thing about it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 13, 2009 - reason 122. i love you cause even when i'm always a blockhead, you tries to let me know what i am missing out.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 14, 2009 - reason 123. i love you cause we are starting to have a veri peaceful kinda arguement. no more walking away, blaming, hitting, whacking and bashing. just pure gentle arguements... i know i'm still veri insensible, i'll try too ok. i promise. ;)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 15, 2009 - reason 124. i love you cause you still love me when i am not the best lover in this world. our 10 promises to be upholded. let become stronger again, more stronger then before. together we can make a big different.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 16, 2009 - reason 125. i love you cause your truely made for me. i'll never be able to find a girl who is willing to accept all my demands... i may not be the good lover but i'll do my best to accept all your demands too.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 17, 2009 - reason 126. i love you cause your special. your one that wanna be the best. i wanna be that too... up until now reason 126, i dunno why but my 'i love you'. haven't been a proof yet. i hate answering questions cause i'm not good with word but this. i will do, i will only love you and only you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 18, 2009 - reason 127. i love you cause tonight we had one of the most peaceful sharing night. we gone through so much hardship. this relationship and our bond is put to the test but we survived thus far. we will walk down hand in hand on the red carpet. (this i pray)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 19, 2009 - reason 128. i love you cause you never fail to surpise me. no matter how tired you are. your give me your best. never complainting.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 20, 2009 - reason 129. i love you cause you always have constant surpises, that never fail to make me happy. :) i wanna be able to go buy breakfast for you. i think it realli sweet.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 21, 2009 - reason 130. i love you cause your never ending chain for surpises... baby you touched me today. you bought the kids down for a walk, knowing that it boring for me to walk alone at night. :) thanks baby. your the best!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 22, 2009 - reason 131. i love you cause you make me keep my promises. in any kinda situations. i will do it, if you give me a chance to. thank you sweetie for making me do it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 23, 2009 - reason 132. i love you cause you know.. your veri cute when your affected by some of the stories i told you but sometimes you think of it too much. :) cheer baby. dun carry so much burden with you k. burden ok, not someone else burden.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 24, 2009 - reason 133. i love you cause you made me find courage i never can find within myself. baby sometime i dun like answering some of your questions cause there is never a perfect answer. still i'll try my best to answer them. i'll make you understand why answer as well.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 25, 2009 - reason 134. i love you cause you made me whole. when i'm sick, your hugs made me feel so much more better. when i'm tired, your touch gave me strength. when i'm down, you pulled me up. thank you baby. :) your the reason i am who i am now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 26, 2009 - reason 135. i love you cause your kisses are the best gift i can ever recieve. it make me pass my practs and it is my lucky charm.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 27, 2009 - reason 136. i love you cause even when you dun like my indecisiveness you still tries to hear me out. respecting my decisions and helping me find the best way out.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 28, 2009 - reason 137. i love you cause even when you dun like me going down late at night you didn't stop me from doing it. you respect me for my decisions and always will stood by me. baby, do you know by not questioning anymore. it helped alot.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 29, 2009 - reason 138. i love you cause you know i a workaholic even when i off duty. appreciate that you listen to me when i'm telling you stuff that is related to my work. i know it hard to understand that but please do.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 30, 2009 - reason 139. i love you cause you care for your close friends as much as you do for me. i know that no a good reason but it show me. if i were to go oversea.... i know your be here waiting for me to come home. silly thanks for loving me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;august 31, 2009 - reason 140. i love you cause sometimes you can be a mystery the way you react the way you show you love. i know you wan me to say something that could make you feel appreciated, i will do when i feel it the right time. just bear with it for a while k.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;september 1, 2009 - reason 141. i love you cause i had live all my life for nothing till i met you. my beloved baby and you changed it all. now that i had you, the worst that could happen is that i know i could die being loved by you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;september 2, 2009 - reason 142. i love you cause everytime you become unreasonable, at times you look so cute. always wanting the way you wan it to be. i love it the way you are. :) reason 142 le. one more reason to go. =(&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;september 3, 2009 - reason 143. today we had like one of the best anniversary outing ever. we did so much with so little we had. i really had fun today. last reason why i love you? it maybe the last but it not the least... i'm given a more bigger project. :) one that would last my next 1000 days to complete. anyway i love you cause i wan to have more anniversary with you. there will be many more to come. cheers for that.. thanks for everyday. i love you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-492646119666106928?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/492646119666106928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=492646119666106928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/492646119666106928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/492646119666106928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/third-repost-of-142-reasons.html' title='third repost of the 142 reasons.'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-6967081895996234970</id><published>2009-08-06T21:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:09:48.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G.I JOE outing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;it was a perfect day, perfect weather, perfect location. perfect sceneries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;us choosing to go out today was so too perfect. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;we planned to go to vivo to have fun and was to catch my so anticipated movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;G.I. JOE. great movie with the coolest gadget. veri cool effects. it was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;before the movie we had swensen. woo!!! lamb ribs and tenderloin steaks. haha you must be jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;when window shopping but didn't get anything at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;it was truely a perfect day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SnrdVV5tOTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/fpoCa_cRLEU/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366845264691542322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SnrdVV5tOTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/fpoCa_cRLEU/s200/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;baby, cheers!!! sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/Snrcbm5nWgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/9AvF3eItibk/s1600-h/DSC00088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366844272822147586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/Snrcbm5nWgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/9AvF3eItibk/s200/DSC00088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my nonsence face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SnrcbTpEbJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/umPyfXBUSIA/s1600-h/DSC00087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366844267652476050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SnrcbTpEbJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/umPyfXBUSIA/s200/DSC00087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my just do it face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SnrbDNEGkAI/AAAAAAAAAJA/9-yLSLK5Zas/s1600-h/DSC00082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366842754058326018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SnrbDNEGkAI/AAAAAAAAAJA/9-yLSLK5Zas/s200/DSC00082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;swensen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/Snrca09rRdI/AAAAAAAAAJg/HoefdeQBAiY/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366844259417408978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/Snrca09rRdI/AAAAAAAAAJg/HoefdeQBAiY/s200/DSC00085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sticky chewy chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/Snrcas_cPDI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-b-Jm5U0F50/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366844257277328434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/Snrcas_cPDI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-b-Jm5U0F50/s200/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SnrbDUvmslI/AAAAAAAAAJI/TNaHgcO3n0I/s1600-h/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366842756119835218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SnrbDUvmslI/AAAAAAAAAJI/TNaHgcO3n0I/s200/DSC00083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lamb ribs.!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SnrbCrn9kZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/txhFjcHD2S4/s1600-h/DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366842745081926034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SnrbCrn9kZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/txhFjcHD2S4/s200/DSC00081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SnrbCQ0ouiI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lHtAMVseGSA/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366842737887328802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SnrbCQ0ouiI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lHtAMVseGSA/s200/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;last but not least tenderloin streak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SnrbB8ySrQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/r5aDIoQQgAc/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366842732508785922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SnrbB8ySrQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/r5aDIoQQgAc/s200/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;are we not making you guys jealous. LOL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-6967081895996234970?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6967081895996234970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=6967081895996234970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6967081895996234970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6967081895996234970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/08/gi-joe-outing.html' title='G.I JOE outing.'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SnrdVV5tOTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/fpoCa_cRLEU/s72-c/DSC00090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-3361037194430847181</id><published>2009-07-12T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T03:03:57.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suddenly,at 3 am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;me a woman you love. who thinks so much every day and night.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly thought of the reasons why i'll leave you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day i might leave you, i would.&lt;br /&gt;but when i do. it's when you didn't realized i found out you didnt love me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, when i leave you.&lt;br /&gt;you might hate me, because i changed.&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't, never did.&lt;br /&gt;i made you hate me because i loved you.&lt;br /&gt;so you wouldnt be in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day when i leave you,&lt;br /&gt;i still love you.&lt;br /&gt;but  i couldnt stand the feeling of us becoming strangers everyday even if we spent together holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day when i leave you, it's because i got so determined.&lt;br /&gt;that i realized, maybe you'd be happier if i let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day when i leave you,&lt;br /&gt;it's because i know.&lt;br /&gt;someone who was better came along.&lt;br /&gt;someone. who would make a greater impact in your life.&lt;br /&gt;someone,  i know. would never make you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day when  i leave you,&lt;br /&gt;it's when i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;i dont love you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i dont miss you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;it's when i cry in my bed at night and say.&lt;br /&gt;i used to cry with someone holding me so tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i typed this down.&lt;br /&gt;my heart felt a pang of pain.&lt;br /&gt;and the tears you told me so precious,&lt;br /&gt;to never let it fall.&lt;br /&gt;fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, i felt. like holding you tight.&lt;br /&gt;i felt, like in the world.&lt;br /&gt;there was only you and me.&lt;br /&gt;we were sitting and watching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;of our beautiful stories,&lt;br /&gt;and painful memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;i was beside you.&lt;br /&gt;you were sleeping soundly beside me.&lt;br /&gt;so forlorn after your work.&lt;br /&gt;as you held me tight. i tried so hard not to move.&lt;br /&gt;we knew.&lt;br /&gt;the both of us, were safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly, we were downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;mond mond and jagger were beside us.&lt;br /&gt;i screamed. you shouted.&lt;br /&gt;we almost ended.&lt;br /&gt;that was the most painful night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, we were in your house again.&lt;br /&gt;having a heart to heart talk.&lt;br /&gt;about everything under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;we were speaking in low and soft voices.&lt;br /&gt;but no matter. how low or soft.&lt;br /&gt;it didnt matter. because we knew.&lt;br /&gt;we heard everything what each other said.&lt;br /&gt;because, we listened withour heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, the questions came to me.&lt;br /&gt;our future. your future. my future.&lt;br /&gt;how would our house be like?&lt;br /&gt;where's our honeymoon location?&lt;br /&gt;how would my wedding gown look like?&lt;br /&gt;how many kids would we have?&lt;br /&gt;would we have a seven seater car?&lt;br /&gt;what would be your job? and what was mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, all the memories cames rushing into me.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt stop the tears from falling.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt stop the pain from going away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may think im silly.&lt;br /&gt;i thought so too.&lt;br /&gt;for thinking so much.&lt;br /&gt;but when i stopped crying.&lt;br /&gt;i was tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though, i dont know how much time we have left.&lt;br /&gt;my baby, i would try my very best to keep the relationship going.&lt;br /&gt;i would try so hard.&lt;br /&gt;because we know.&lt;br /&gt;we have the same hearts.&lt;br /&gt;under the same sky.&lt;br /&gt;sharing the same future.&lt;br /&gt;with the same memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-3361037194430847181?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3361037194430847181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=3361037194430847181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/3361037194430847181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/3361037194430847181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/07/suddenlyat-3-am-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-6098986638236796959</id><published>2009-07-07T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T00:28:59.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahahahahahahahahahah:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY BOYF WEARS PEN-TIES! AHAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;PEN-ZYS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MYDUMB BOY SAYS PEN-ZYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hahahahahahahahhh:&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;MY BOYF CAN'T DIFFERENCIATE BETWEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;chuang (windows) chuang (bed) chuan (boat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;jiao(feet) jiao(mix) jiao(call out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;luan(messy), he pronounces it as ruan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hahahahahahahahahha:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tra-la-la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-6098986638236796959?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6098986638236796959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=6098986638236796959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6098986638236796959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6098986638236796959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/07/hahahahahahahahahahah-my-boyf-wears-pen.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-1294968052346716293</id><published>2009-06-30T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T04:40:36.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>re-discover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;love is friendship caught on fire. it takes root and grows - one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;our love had been through 299 days. which by now holds the ground firmly.&lt;br /&gt;it started with care grow with concern, build on trust, formed with pain and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;so many obstacle like endless pit holes, uncertain when and where we'll fall.&lt;br /&gt;been through the storm it manage to hold on. making it stronger.&lt;br /&gt;like how plants grow with regular sunshine after the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;under the starry sky, just you and i. our walk to remember every night.&lt;br /&gt;we talk and chat, we laugh and we debated, sometime argue and upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our love is real, unconditional. it is wanting all that is good for the other person.&lt;br /&gt;selfless, giving, patience, and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is sometimes painful, tiring, unreasonable, heartbreaking, tear dropping.&lt;br /&gt;it hurt so bad sometime, we tried to stop the pain, thinking it would help.&lt;br /&gt;it nearly ended on some occasion.&lt;br /&gt;we pulled back, just so so close till what we build nearly snap but it was firm.&lt;br /&gt;it was build on 299 strong roots holding it firm and secure.&lt;br /&gt;it will withstand the storm, more storm in time to come and with patience and confidence.&lt;br /&gt;it shall withstand time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love means trust. you are calm, secure and unthreatened. he/she feels that trust, and it makes him/her even more trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the broken branches will grow back again. it will become thicker, tougher and stronger.&lt;br /&gt;knowing the next storm will arise. it prepare with confidence to withstand yet again.&lt;br /&gt;our love are build on that. rediscovering that more pit holes doesn't necessary mean it bad.&lt;br /&gt;cause it make us stronger.&lt;br /&gt;for all out there, note this, no matter how tough things can be, break through it and your rediscover love at maybe the strangest places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-1294968052346716293?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1294968052346716293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=1294968052346716293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/1294968052346716293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/1294968052346716293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/06/re-discover.html' title='re-discover'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-6420965191970226303</id><published>2009-06-23T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T04:39:12.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>conversion - tuesday, june 23, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;beloved guardian angel says:&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my♥ precious :]]]]] the best things in life, they are free. says:&lt;br /&gt;yeap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;beloved guardian angel says:&lt;br /&gt;why are you feeling lost and confused??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my♥ precious :]]]]] the best things in life, they are free. says:&lt;br /&gt;i dont know silly.&lt;br /&gt;just think that God s really unfair at times.&lt;br /&gt;how come people who are given the freedom to love, place or use their love anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;yet those who really love cant love the open way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;beloved guardian angel says:&lt;br /&gt;honey just know this alright... true loves never lose... he might think he win against us by separating us up.. but what he doesn't know is our love still remain whether or not we are separated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my♥ precious :]]]]] the best things in life, they are free. says:&lt;br /&gt;yeap.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, t guess im just feeling skittish about th whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;skittish as in.&lt;br /&gt;like jumpy.&lt;br /&gt;just like scared, uncertain for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;beloved guardian angel says:&lt;br /&gt;tell him this... whether or not, you successfully separate us.. it doesn't mean you have won. our love and memorise we created.. can never be wash away&lt;br /&gt;it is still our victory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my♥ precious :]]]]] the best things in life, they are free. says:&lt;br /&gt;im just afraid, that all this im fighting for will go to waste.&lt;br /&gt;not that i dont trust you.&lt;br /&gt;but i just hate to know that one day he might be right.&lt;br /&gt;that we were not meant for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;beloved guardian angel says:&lt;br /&gt;about??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my♥ precious :]]]]] the best things in life, they are free. says:&lt;br /&gt;that we will grow up, find another person&lt;br /&gt;perspective change&lt;br /&gt;and one day he will tell me.&lt;br /&gt;see, i was right to break you both up&lt;br /&gt;i never want to hear that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;beloved guardian angel says:&lt;br /&gt;wrong... he can be correct but building a relationship isn't someone else decision&lt;br /&gt;he wrong to break us up&lt;br /&gt;true we might change as in perspective but love cannot be change&lt;br /&gt;baby if that realli happen... it still like i said... doesn't make him a winner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my♥ precious :]]]]] the best things in life, they are free. says:&lt;br /&gt;i wished i knew the fututre sometimes&lt;br /&gt;if i know you will end up with anyother girl years later&lt;br /&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;then i wouldnt do this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;beloved guardian angel says:&lt;br /&gt;it whether you 1 trust or dun trust 2 do or dun do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my♥ precious :]]]]] the best things in life, they are free. says:&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;sorry i was being very temperamental just now.&lt;br /&gt;let's just say&lt;br /&gt;my heart isnt at ease recently, so i get jumpy easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;beloved guardian angel says:&lt;br /&gt;it ok... i'll have to wait till you find out the answer.. i'll continue to stay strong, you must too. it not 1 of us but if we are as 1.. it will be so much harder to break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my♥ precious :]]]]] the best things in life, they are free. says:&lt;br /&gt;so im sorry(:&lt;br /&gt;lets just hope our love is enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;beloved guardian angel says:&lt;br /&gt;no matter how small it is. love is something unbreakable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my♥ precious :]]]]] the best things in life, they are free. says:&lt;br /&gt;yeap.&lt;br /&gt;but it will determine how far we go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-6420965191970226303?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6420965191970226303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=6420965191970226303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6420965191970226303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6420965191970226303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/06/conversion-tuesday-june-23-2009.html' title='conversion - tuesday, june 23, 2009'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-2218253547887078657</id><published>2009-06-18T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T04:38:54.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby cooking tom yam</title><content type='html'>wake up early in the morning to call baby up, for today is a special day...&lt;br /&gt;baby had to wake up early in the morning at 7am to get dress and head down to supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;she had planned to make tom yam soup for me today... :) so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;had ask her to let me go along but she wants me to sleep more. which most of the time i won't.&lt;br /&gt;cause you know, how can i ever to settle to let her go out alone to buy stuff...&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to buy the ingredants from the wet market but too bad, her mother know all the people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some of the picture when she was preparing. someone camera shy lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baby checking up the ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SjoafsM4GKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SiCH5k_tiRs/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348616639199320226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SjoafsM4GKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SiCH5k_tiRs/s320/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i got this thing in my head look at her cooking for me. just imgining her as my wife put the smile onto my face... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;more pictures on the ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SjodBONWD4I/AAAAAAAAAIA/L-aeUDPP5AU/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348619414287028098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SjodBONWD4I/AAAAAAAAAIA/L-aeUDPP5AU/s320/DSC00047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SjodAzGp7uI/AAAAAAAAAH4/lLxyt-IJHHo/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348619407011213026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SjodAzGp7uI/AAAAAAAAAH4/lLxyt-IJHHo/s320/DSC00048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SjodAXLTsKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/-ZXN2g2dhlw/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348619399514534050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SjodAXLTsKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/-ZXN2g2dhlw/s320/DSC00046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;was veri veri impress by baby ability to multi task, working on 2 different dishes at the same time. i'll never be able to do 2 dishes at one go.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;more pictures on hubby's tom yam soup making process.. ^_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SjogGweSU1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ol1WTDJsuCI/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348622807919121234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SjogGweSU1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ol1WTDJsuCI/s320/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SjogGqlvR2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NNgxV9NL-lw/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348622806339766114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SjogGqlvR2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NNgxV9NL-lw/s320/DSC00052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SjogGZebxWI/AAAAAAAAAII/MWBeSV5o0Lk/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348622801745724770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SjogGZebxWI/AAAAAAAAAII/MWBeSV5o0Lk/s320/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FINALLY OUR LONG AWAITED BRUNCH.. (BREAKFAST WITH LUNCH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SjogHN_TMnI/AAAAAAAAAIg/enbWQ9v2StE/s1600-h/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348622815842218610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SjogHN_TMnI/AAAAAAAAAIg/enbWQ9v2StE/s320/DSC00055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the taste... woo!!! all i can say is... all the guys out there... i'm sorry but i have the best deal in town...!!! haha... 10/10 man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-2218253547887078657?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2218253547887078657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=2218253547887078657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/2218253547887078657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/2218253547887078657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-cooking-tom-yam.html' title='baby cooking tom yam'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SjoafsM4GKI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SiCH5k_tiRs/s72-c/DSC00049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-3074699160148033372</id><published>2009-06-13T17:20:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T00:45:17.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>repost of my 142 reasons 'i love you'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW PROGRAM 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;15/4/09 the start of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;142 reasons "I LOVE YOU"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;featuring &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mc sean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from silly punk @ sg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in today's new program mc sean gonna share with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;his 142 reasons why he love his baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this program is gonna last for 142 days till their relationship hits 1 year mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after his 142 reasons why he love his baby. she gonna &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;marry&lt;/span&gt; him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok that was a joke but seriously he won't mind if she wants to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;things this program will feature...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;his gonna write about the truth and only the truth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;his going to make her love him more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;his going to break the 1 year mark after 142 reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;his going to make her happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 15, 2009 - reason 1. i love you because you my angel. woo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;april 16, 2009 - reason 2. i love you because your my daily dose of vitamin.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 17, 2009 - reason 3. i have loved and will always be loving you cause you love me the same way too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;april 18, 2009 - reason 4. i love you because you will always believe in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 19, 2009 - reason 5. i love you for being the coolest girlfriend ever...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;april 20, 2009 - reason 6. i love you for you gave me the strength to be strong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 21, 2009 - reason 7. i love you cause when things are down you lift things up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;april 22, 2009 - reason 8. i love you for patting me to sleep when i'm sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;(thanks mr tan ei dun for spotting spelling error. patting not petting lolz.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 23, 2009 - reason 9. i love you cause you always try to learn new recipe to cook for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;april 24, 2009 - reason 10. i love you, because you make porridge for me when i'm sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 25, 2009 - reason 11. i love you because you're the most important thing the world has to offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;april 26, 2009 - reason 12. i love you cause you have let me become a part of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 27, 2009 - reason 13. i love you cause you gave me your care and concern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;april 28, 2009 - reason 14. i love you cause 'your my sunshine, my only sunshine'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 29, 2009 - reason 15. i love you for every single little things you do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;april 30, 2009 - reason 16. i love you for being the perfect gene wifey ever... woo!!! self proclaimed... LOL but i agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 01, 2009 - reason 17. i love you for giving me all the small gifts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;may 02, 2009 - reason 18. i love you for not letting my tears go to waste. it the only tool i have to let you know, how much you mean to me. (seen i never know what words to say)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 03, 2009 - reason 19. i love you and will always be thankful because you always see my effort in doing things. no matter how big or how small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;may 04, 2009 - reason 20. i love you for making me become the luckiest man on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 05, 2009 - reason 21. i love and would always like to grow old with you. (i wanna say "hey, dear ah. would you hold me hand?" when our hair turn white)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;may 06, 2009 - reason 22. i love you for asking me to hold your hand when i off wondering, day dreaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 07, 2009 - reason 23. i love you for always being able to understand my way of protectiveness. (it may seen like a normal thing but to me it something big)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;may 08, 2009 - reason 24. i love you for being the bravest girlfriend ever. you proof to me this relationship is something you wan. something you need. you had to go through so much... thank you, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 09, 2009 - reason 25. i've learn to love you more each day. with each day being showered with your love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;may 10, 2009 - reason 26. i love you for letting me hold your hand when i need it most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 11, 2009 - reason 27. i love you and always will thank you for being strong when i start losing myself. for that is the cutting point before what could have broken us up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;may 12, 2009 - reason 28. i love you for learning and trying to please me. baby i can see that you really try to. :) thanks sweetie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 13, 2009 - reason 29. i love you and thank you for not leaving me alone. you were always there when i needed you most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;may 14, 2009 - reason 30. i love you cause your the first to make me open up everything to you. irregardless if it is the good or the bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 15, 2009 - reason 31. i love you, cause everytime you hug i feel the warmth in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;may 16, 2009 - reason 32. i love you for lending me your hand. i know it just a simple thing but i dun wanna lose that kinda simple thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 17, 2009 - reason 33. i love you and will always do, for your the only one who appreciate the little simple things i do. thank you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;may 18, 2009 - reason 34. i love you for you tries to reassure me even when your upset by a certain topic yourself.. cheers baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 19, 2009 - reason 35. i love you for trying to change yourself. it isn't easy but you let me know that it is possible. silly i'll change myself for you too, if there is anything you dun like bout me. just let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;may 20, 2009 - reason 36. i love it when i wake up in the morning and having you next to me. my pretty sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 21, 2009 - reason 37. i love you baby... again and again when i fall sick, your care and concern show me you care bout me... thanks baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;may 22, 2009 - reason 38. baby, i love you for your smile never seen to fade away... you've got the cutest smile ever sweetie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 23, 2009 - reason 39. sweetie, your the best wifey ever.. i'm not the only one agreeing to it. my whole family does... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;may 24, 2009 - reason 40. i love you cause, you treasure the way i treasure you. (sometimes you just forget about it... silly baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 25, 2009 - reason 41. i love you baby!!!! cause with or without your glasses you look so beautiful to me... muack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;may 26, 2009 - reason 42. i love you cause you always make your words sound so beautiful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 27, 2009 - reason 43. i love you cause you always worry bout the wrong stuff... (least important things) lolz... so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;may 28, 2009 - reason 44. i love you, for what every guys willingness to do something for their girlfriend's... that behaviour itself, you say it was sweet. (silly every guys will do it...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 29, 2009 - reason 45. i love you cause no matter how uncertain my answers are. you still find courage to love me for who i am now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;may 30, 2009 - reason 46. i love you cause somewhere in my heart, it's telling me that if i let you go. i'll never love anyone else again... (it would for sure take a veri long time to heal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 31, 2009 - reason 47. i love you cause even when i know i'm not somebody yet. you still love me for who i am. i know if i got something i'll lose something, but the only thing i dun wanna lose is you. and this wonderful relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;june 01, 2009 - reason 48. i love you for the rest of time. my remaining time.. even when i can't spend every sec with you, i know your part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 02, 2009 - reason 49. daisuke des for when you give me that "what are you doing kinda look" it so so so seductive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;june 03, 2009 - reason 50. i'll always love you... (we are making this promise, never to love the other half. we shall only give our genuine love for each other)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 04, 2009 - reason 51. i love you cause you make me wanna hold you till the morning light. (holding you just reassure me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;june 05, 2009 - reason 52. i love you cause you always tries to reassure me. i never was please with myself for be able to only provide you so little but you keep on telling me, i am good enough. i wan not only to provide us, our kids too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 06, 2009 - reason 53. i love you cause you filled the holes in my life. your the one who made me who i am now... without you what i am trying to fill in would just be for nothing. thanks baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;june 07, 2009 - reason 54. i love you cause you given me the resolution in life... with out you i am worth nothing. (please dun leave me alone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 08, 2009 - reason 55. i love you cause when my world turn blue. your be there to be my guiding star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;june 09, 2009 - reason 56. i love you cause no matter how many times we are uncertain. we were only caring for each other. un realising we are both hurting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 10, 2009 - reason 57. i love you cause even when i'm not a good lover at all. you tolerated my insensitiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;june 11, 2009 -reason 58. i love you cause we'll be learning to love each other once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 12, 2009 - reason 59. i love you because just being able to be with you, that happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;june 13, 2009 - reason 60. i love you cause your the only girl i see... trying to do hard working stuff... like hammering the nails. lolz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 14, 2009 - reason 61. i love you cause being able to love you in the first place was already a big miracle that happened to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;june 15, 2009 - reason 62. i love you cause if i let you go, for whatever reason. i know i'll regret that forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 16, 2009 - reason 63. i love you cause knowing that we both runs at the same time, sounds like we are spending everything sec of our life for each other. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;june 17, 2009 - reason 64. i love you cause you are the worm in my stomach, for everything i do. you know what i was planning to do next. arghz... that not good too, my surpises never be surpising enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 18, 2009 - reason 65. i love you cause you try to please me your own way like cooking for me. doing things for me. silly, what you did, are stuff i could never do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;june 19, 2009 - reason 66. i love you, for our arguements each time round. just made us more and more stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 20, 2009 - reason 67. i will and only will love you cause, baby you score 110 points.. i dunno but i'll ALWAYS believe i'm one of the most luckiest man on earth. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 21, 2009 - reason 68. i love you cause at any kinda situation ever the worst kind... you found strength from somewhere within you to change it all. :) you just saved me last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 22, 2009 - reason 69. i love you cause we have been through one of the BIGGEST obstacle in our relationship. nothing changed baby. i'll still love you always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 23, 2009 - reason 70. i love you girl, i cannot make any promises but you understand why and still love me as who i am. thanks baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 24, 2009 - reason 71. i love you cause you light up my nights.. like the stars you like. it fulls me via the way it fulls the sky. muack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 25, 2009 - reason 72. i love you cause i can imgining you, my wife... making breakfast for me early in the morning before i set off for work. it would be so sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 26, 2009 - reason 73. i love you cause you had the most gentle kiss. for when the touch, it tick every inch of my body.. sound so sexy lolz.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 27, 2009 - reason 74. thanks baby for coming down to queentown just to fetch me from work... even when your overly tired.. i love you, always do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 28, 2009 - reason 75. i love you for everything you have. everything... you said your heart has nothing, you say a woman with no love for herself has nothing. seriously your more than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 29, 2009 - reason 76. i love you cause after each quarrel we seen to somehow get stronger afterall it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 30, 2009 - reason 77. i love you when you tell me that you still love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 01, 2009 - reason 78. i love you cause baby your the toughest girl around... no one can beat you down. you have strength and energy to force through it all.. :) and thanks to that we survived countless countless of obstacle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 02, 2009 - reason 79. i love you cause you kept on saying siao siao SIAO siao SIAO siIiiiaAAooOOO!!!! a monent of that time, you look so cute..!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 03, 2009 - reason 80. i love you baby cause your the reason i can sleep properly at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 04, 2009 - reason 81. i love you cause even when your down and cried... you can still be cute when you recovered. sometime baby being the good person doesn't nessasary wins and you can always be the good person. let them fight, it might bring them closer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 05, 2009 - reason 82. i love you cause even with my unpredictable, constantly changing behaviour. you know it but have already taken it as part for me. from time to time still require me to not change that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 06, 2009 - reason 83. i love your even when at time you maybe a little unreasonable but i know your only showing your care and concern. sometime i may be unreasonable too hope you know i'm only showing my care and concern too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 07, 2009 - reason 84. i love you cause your the only girl who laugh so hard at your boyfriend for saying 'i wear a pantzy...' not pantie. ok...??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 08, 2009 - reason 85. i love you cause baby you know i respect you. everything you dun like me to do. i maybe stubborn to still do it but i'll always think of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 09, 2009 - reason 86. i love you cause like you said. the one who made you the saddest are usually the one who love you the most. you made me laugh like crazy too. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 10, 2009 - reason 87. i love you cause your always bothered... from time to time i need all this reminder cause i tend to slowly forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 11, 2009 - reason 88. i love you because i have grow to knowing it can be veri hard for me to live alone again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 12, 2009 - reason 89. i love you cause you maybe difficult to handle... but what your flaws are, just made you who you are and it who you are that made me love you for who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 13, 2009 - reason 90. i love you cause you love cartoons too.. :) transformers.... more then meets the eye. lolz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 14, 2009 - reason 91. i love you cause you are my sun floper. lolz. not an spelling error. something i come up with. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 15, 2009 - reason 92. i love you for who you are. (your changes, you didn't notice was alot. the simple you was something i should have told you about) head spinning yet again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 16, 2009 - reason 93. our loves had been through so much. it not about one selfishness to make the different anymore. it us, both of us working together to create a miracle. sound easy but it quite hard. we have to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 17, 2009 - reason 94. i love you cause sometime it seen like you need me to be of a company to you, you still let me choose where i wanna go. thanks for respecting me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 18, 2009 - reason 95. i love you cause every single day even though we meet every single day, you never get bored of seeing me... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 19, 2009 - reason 96. i will love you till death, do us part. this i promise you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 20, 2009 - reason 97. i love you cause even though your willfulness sometimes tired me out but i know and can feel you constantly caring about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 21, 2009 - reason 98. i love you no matter what you say, for your still the most perfect girlfriend ever. your flaw just made you special but in time your learn and soon be flawless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 22, 2009 - reason 99. i love you cause we come by so far. everytime it nearly ended... we hold on. making us stronger back up again. my pain was a cure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 23, 2009 - reason 100. i love you cause you made me surrender to you. when i always was the one make someone else surrender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 24, 2009 - reason 101. i love you cause your my strength, your ring my reminder of the strength you give me when i'm weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 25, 2009 - reason 102. i love you cause when i say nothing, you cry. when i say something happy, you cry. when i say something bad, you cry. when i say something scary, you cry. honey? what should i say??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 26, 2009 - reason 103. i love you cause even when your pissed, on the peak of eruption. you look so cute. that is the reason i can't help laughing.. but you dun like it. it not that i'm doing it on purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 27, 2009 - reason 104. i love you cause, i dunno where you get the strength from when we quarrel and you are still able to walk toward me. thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 28, 2009 - reason 105. i love you cause your my dream. your my future. my everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 29, 2009 - reason 106. i love you cause you show me that you respect me and that you are learning to trust me. :) love how you look when your realli happy. muack :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 30, 2009 - reason 107. i love you cause we have been through so much that nothing much can change the fact that our feelings are strong enough to overcome alot of stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;july 31, 2009 - reason 108. i love you cause you respect me, it show how much you care for what i think and how i feel. i'm sorry for what happened today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;august 01, 2009 - reason 109. i love you cause i felt like we are long time old couple when i'm taking care of you when your sick... your, always wanna be no 1 attitude... a little like me(gaming) and when i really propose to you. your realli be my wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;august 02, 2009 - reason 110. i love you cause things would never be the same again if you were to leave me. from my daily dose of vitamins to you tackling me each day. nothing will be the same anymore. :) glad your still with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;august 03, 2009 - reason 111. i love you cause we have been through it all. yet you are feeling mixed up. baby i just wan you to know they may think whatever they wan but your the one who make the final decision. you should be proud cause i am proud of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;august 04, 2009 - reason 112. i love you, baby thanks for learning how to be not affected that much and thanks for making me the bunnies... i wan my baby rabbit which is gonna resemble xiao bean. lolz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;august 05, 2009 - reason 113. i love you cause i really do. you dunno how much you mean to me but i wan you to know. you mean alot, i actualli cannot confirm but today i did. i dun wan you to hurt yourself anymore. that the only reason i can think of to leave you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;august 06, 2009 - reason 114. i love you cause you are beautiful in your own way. something no others can compare with. she have so many great qualities like being able to cook. do house hold stuff. baby your the best already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-3074699160148033372?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3074699160148033372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=3074699160148033372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/3074699160148033372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/3074699160148033372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/06/repost-of-my-142-reasons-i-love-you.html' title='repost of my 142 reasons &apos;i love you&apos;'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-1303277200540973497</id><published>2009-06-12T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T00:35:44.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloooooooo baby(:&lt;br /&gt;today is a really fun filled day for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;let's recap what we did today shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, i reached your house at around 12.30pm?&lt;br /&gt;our initial plan was actually for me to cook for you!&lt;br /&gt;but your mummy cooked already, but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;it tasted great anyway *grins*&lt;br /&gt;then we slacked on the sofa watching teevee while your dumb brother was singing off tune inside. lol&lt;br /&gt;then i laid on the floor because the couch made me feel really warm,&lt;br /&gt;and then you lay beside me too even though you felt the floor was hard.&lt;br /&gt;and i slept for 30minutes. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;we decided to make our boards after that, but then we realised we needed art materials to decorate the cork board. so we went to popular!&lt;br /&gt;when we reach home, we started planning the layout of our memory board.&lt;br /&gt;we laid all our cinema tickets as the border and we still have so much more to collect.&lt;br /&gt;then we sorted out all our receipts according to food, books, places, clothes,accessories, body care. then we pinned them up on the board one by one. it looked, really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;messy but still pretty in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;then we knocked and banged and screwed and hunged up the nails onto the wall so that it could hold our boards.&lt;br /&gt;then we proceeded to the second one.&lt;br /&gt;the board of cards, cards that i had gven you, and im going to put up the one you gave me!&lt;br /&gt;we did the same thing... :/&lt;br /&gt;we knocked and banged and screwed and hunged up the nails onto the wall so that it could hold our boards.&lt;br /&gt;then our board of card was complete.&lt;br /&gt;now we have two other more to fill up(: our picture boards!&lt;br /&gt;then, we ate hotdogs and i came up with new stunts for then yupi gummi chop! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;can't imagine how i played, at least i made you laugh and smile.&lt;br /&gt;we were both happy today:D&lt;br /&gt;the stars we beautiful tonight, it was like they were celebrating for us on this rare but treasured occasion:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last thing i wish to say is..&lt;br /&gt;the sky has 6917122142 people looking up to it,&lt;br /&gt;the numbers are increasing so much in one second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet, we both have only one sky we'll share.&lt;br /&gt;it is under this sky that dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;under ths sky where we've cried,laughed, screamed,ran, held hands, kissed, joked, etc&lt;br /&gt;the sky actually holds the most memories for us.&lt;br /&gt;baby, remember. this sky is important.&lt;br /&gt;don't lose it, keep it close to you in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;if you love me, baby. you'll know the sky is always beautiful because it holds the love that we share. nothing will ever change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: people if you're interested, take a look at this. you'll be amazed! :3&lt;br /&gt;the numbers should have increased so much more after you click on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibiblio.org/lunarbin/worldpop"&gt;http://www.ibiblio.org/lunarbin/worldpop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-1303277200540973497?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1303277200540973497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=1303277200540973497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/1303277200540973497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/1303277200540973497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/06/helloooooooo-baby-today-is-really-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-8003095348922418635</id><published>2009-06-08T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:50:52.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, we had our little talk again.&lt;br /&gt;i was troubled again, like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many questions are left unanswered.&lt;br /&gt;stupid questions which i know you can't answer until it really happens.&lt;br /&gt;even so, i'll still write it down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come it was less painful this time? i still don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;how come we've been quarrelling so much lately?&lt;br /&gt;if i was paralysed, sick would you take care of me because you love me or because you pity me?&lt;br /&gt;as i write, i feel the rest of the questions  have left to ask have disappeared in my mind.&lt;br /&gt; don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;only a marriage vow can proof the third question i have.&lt;br /&gt;because that's when the promises come in.&lt;br /&gt;that's when i know you really love me and when you love me enough to get married with me, you would take up the burden to take care of me out of love. not pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in this era, to people. what is a marriage vow?&lt;br /&gt;it is not even a vow anymore because people are breaking it.&lt;br /&gt;another question put onto my list.&lt;br /&gt;then again. what is love?&lt;br /&gt;is love everything? or is love not everything?&lt;br /&gt;another 2 questions down the list.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know if you have the patience to answer them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;because like me, you don't know either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet. what happened to us?&lt;br /&gt;where did the laughters and joy go?&lt;br /&gt;why did the pain and sadness fall in?&lt;br /&gt;why did we change?&lt;br /&gt;why did the relationship change?&lt;br /&gt;where was your will? your strength?&lt;br /&gt;why are we hurting each other?&lt;br /&gt;why are we in pain?&lt;br /&gt;where did all the goodnight kisses go?&lt;br /&gt;where did all the initiation to hold hands cling hands go?&lt;br /&gt;how come we're drifting away frm our dreams, the promises we've made?&lt;br /&gt;how come in this blog, there are no happy memories anymore?&lt;br /&gt;is it because even if there are happy moments, the pain has covered them up?&lt;br /&gt;when will all this end?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know myself. you dont know either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i told you, the thought of leaving you has never left my mind since last night.&lt;br /&gt;n my mind i keep thinking, we're in pain. should we hold on? is there happiness out there for us?&lt;br /&gt;it makes me go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;but i know. i cant be so selfish.&lt;br /&gt;unless one day, when we both want a clean break, then our journey shall end.&lt;br /&gt;this nine months. have been the best with you.&lt;br /&gt;even though the past 2 months have been painful,&lt;br /&gt;but i still remember the moments we shared.&lt;br /&gt;you may have forgotten, but  i haven't.&lt;br /&gt;maybe one day, you wont love me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;but i figured. it's alright.&lt;br /&gt;i'll let the rain wash my tears away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-1052319711305878113</id><published>2009-06-06T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T15:56:13.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Saturday, June 06, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you want another exampl of how i thought for you?&lt;br /&gt;what do i have on monday&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;do you remember&lt;br /&gt;i have a test on monday 9am&lt;br /&gt;what do i have tmr?&lt;br /&gt;Jialin's brthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;i know how long this was dated before.&lt;br /&gt;and  knew f i didnt go you wouldnt either.&lt;br /&gt;so what am  doing now?&lt;br /&gt;i'm rushing through my studies so tmr i can go with you.&lt;br /&gt;and dont bother to change the date or tell them t's cancelled or we wont go.&lt;br /&gt;cause it's already fxed.&lt;br /&gt; dont want to spoil anyone's day&lt;br /&gt;and i think i can finish it.&lt;br /&gt;an i didnt even remnd you i had an exam on monday&lt;br /&gt;but i shouldnt say you dont care.&lt;br /&gt;because if you didnt you ouldnt have called me so many times on the phone just to see where was i&lt;br /&gt;ytd, i was out with geraldine. i was buying muji stationery. i kept checking to make sure i didnt go over budget so that  woul have enough left to buy your cake.&lt;br /&gt;not that you want it s desperately, but because i promsed you i'll get you one.&lt;br /&gt;i took out the pen i wanted to buy so  could have just an extra 1.60 to buy your cake&lt;br /&gt;yor cake was 5.80. i had 7 left. i was only 40 cents to buying my pen&lt;br /&gt;i'm always thinking for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this was your words sweetie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;this is what i told you and i needed you to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;i selfish-ly tells you to let it all be mine, cause of what i wan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;knowing what i wan, what my plans are, who i wanna be with, where i wanna be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;i told you how much you meant to me. i told you i know how you function.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;i told you that every sec of my life, i could never ever stop thinking about you. how much i cared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;i wan my future to be with you. i know i wan you as my wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;i know i'm not taking things slowly cause i wan you 'my wife' to be able to know i able to secure a future for you. for your parents dun believe in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;i know i'm insensible at times but i wan you to know i doesn't mean i dun love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;make me your, that what i say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;you are still not sure how much place you stand in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this is what you said, you once saw this message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this is what it say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if you love someone, let it go, if he comes back to you he's yours. if he doesn't he never was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you wish for me to be yours someday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;if you let it go, it would never be true love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;it cause when his a good for nothing, worthless guy. you loved and cared for him, that true love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;you love him for the good and the bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;letting it go is as good as running away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i need you to know i was never a good lover.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll always love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the coming years if i'm not able to let you know just how much you mean to me or let you trust me whole heartedly. i'll fail both as your hubby and your soul mate.&lt;br /&gt;you made a vow that if somehow you wasn't able to have kids, you won't marry me.&lt;br /&gt;so this is my vow...&lt;br /&gt;if the time arrive and i am not completely yours. i'll let you know.&lt;br /&gt;i'll leave you knowing a big piece of my heart will be removed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-1052319711305878113?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1052319711305878113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=1052319711305878113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/1052319711305878113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/1052319711305878113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/06/saturday-june-06-2009-do-you-remember-i.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-2201733625788310317</id><published>2009-05-03T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T10:37:34.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heartbreak</title><content type='html'>ytd night, even now.&lt;br /&gt;my heart feels like its been torn apart.&lt;br /&gt;like someone just crushed my heart and threw it away.&lt;br /&gt;it's so absurd, i don't even know why i'm still alive because i feel my heart's missing even.&lt;br /&gt;every step i make, every word i say. tears just come out from my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;i got hurt ytd. it's like a big hole inside my heart. i don't know how to fill it up even.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know which part it was, maybe everything. but i know which one had the greatest impact.&lt;br /&gt;this blog, was meant to contain everything happy. sweet.&lt;br /&gt;now, it's like becoming a graveyard for all our troubles, and heartbreaks.&lt;br /&gt;looking at all our previous posts to now, i don't even understand why it has become like that.&lt;br /&gt;so many questions, so many things i need to be reassured about.&lt;br /&gt;i lose my confidence so easily.&lt;br /&gt;i never seem to be able to tell myself, you are what he wants. you are his miracle.&lt;br /&gt;each time i tell myself, i laugh and say how can i even be?&lt;br /&gt;i try. but i never can make that confidence build up.&lt;br /&gt;i feel such a loser. because people worse than me possess so much more confidence, which in turn makes me a even bigger loser.&lt;br /&gt;and baby, i really hope you have too patience to reassure me all over again.&lt;br /&gt;can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;can't breathe either.&lt;br /&gt;my heart, mind. everything. is thrown into a big whirlwind.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;how we can start anew again.&lt;br /&gt;because i know.&lt;br /&gt;without my confdence. i'm practically nothing.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what you say or do, i still feel practically nothing.&lt;br /&gt;once i see some chubby girls with big eyes,&lt;br /&gt;i feel nothing.&lt;br /&gt;once i get insecure of myself, i feel nothing.&lt;br /&gt;i feel nothing all the time.&lt;br /&gt;how do i get myself to feel something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-2201733625788310317?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2201733625788310317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=2201733625788310317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/2201733625788310317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/2201733625788310317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/05/heartbreak.html' title='heartbreak'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-2742019125027916164</id><published>2009-04-27T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:17:20.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;belle hasn't been blogging for such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;we've just crossed another hurdle, another quarrel/debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it'll make us stronger.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when i feel i'm no longer important to you,&lt;br /&gt;your tears just provide me with the answers.&lt;br /&gt;your words. your hugs.&lt;br /&gt;the only assurance i need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm uncertain about all the other obstacles we will face.&lt;br /&gt;but i hope i'll stand strong. since you said you'll be there for me right?&lt;br /&gt;i wish to have another picnc session again.&lt;br /&gt;even though i was tired, but i was happy.&lt;br /&gt;the air was fresh, my heart was at ease.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling was something i always wanted to have.&lt;br /&gt;something i wanted to share with you.&lt;br /&gt;peaceful. loving. serenity.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling we always wanted.&lt;br /&gt;comfort.&lt;br /&gt;even though i was bitten lke don't know &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt; times. but i'm still happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've been really supportive in your own way,&lt;br /&gt;and i wont love no one but you, and i hope it'll be the same for you too.&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate it so much baby.&lt;br /&gt;thank you sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-9156075559788881776</id><published>2009-04-20T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:21:56.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>small in size, big in value.</title><content type='html'>honey... this few weeks you been talking to me lesser and lesser.&lt;br /&gt;like you said, we starting to feel like it harder and harder to tell each other things.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how to change it but i'll always tend to cheer you up..&lt;br /&gt;things are and will get rough and tough... but i believe only in what i wan.&lt;br /&gt;and what i wan is you. i look forward to 3 years from now but i wanna walking down the rest of my life with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think you dun play a big part in what i wanna accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;i wan you to know.. your a big piece of chip. if i lose this chip i close to nothing...&lt;br /&gt;you are who you are in making me who i am now...&lt;br /&gt;if you haven't appeared in my life. i'm just a lone wanderer still wondering what happened in my life.&lt;br /&gt;if you haven't appeared in my life. i could have continue to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;还在搞笑 是否拥有 麻痹的疗效&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;唱一夜歌 却避不开 催泪的曲调&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're a miracle that happened to me...&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-9156075559788881776?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/9156075559788881776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=9156075559788881776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/9156075559788881776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/9156075559788881776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/04/small-in-size-big-in-value.html' title='small in size, big in value.'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-6451632879408812356</id><published>2009-04-18T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T10:14:34.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disappointing feelings?</title><content type='html'>even when i tot we both share the same feeling, it seen that i and loving you more then you do..&lt;br /&gt;actualli i wasn't having much feeling about it. till you told me so.&lt;br /&gt;still i know it just a matter of time. maybe you have yet fully trusted me and that why you dun love me that much.&lt;br /&gt;i believe you will love me the way i love you as time goes by.&lt;br /&gt;and and and dun worry i won't think it unfair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we were talking about the issue that always make us quarrel but it turn out ok. :)&lt;br /&gt;soon we'll get use to it and if our vision at set mouch further.&lt;br /&gt;like 3 years from now... we know that what we wanted. that where we wanna be.&lt;br /&gt;i believe 2 years from now they will start to acknowledge me.&lt;br /&gt;3 years from now i'll surely be part of your family....&lt;br /&gt;7 years from now, you will be my bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIA YOU...!!! it close but yet so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing first... my talk with your brother..&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-6451632879408812356?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6451632879408812356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=6451632879408812356' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW PROGRAM 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;15/4/09 the start of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;142 reasons "I LOVE YOU"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;featuring &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mc sean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from silly punk @ sg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in today's new program mc sean gonna share with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;his 142 reasons why he love his baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this program is gonna last for 142 days till their relationship hits 1 year mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after his 142 reasons why he love his baby. she gonna &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;marry&lt;/span&gt; him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok that was a joke but seriously he won't mind if she wants to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;things this program will feature...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;his gonna write about the truth and only the truth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;his going to make her love him more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;his going to break the 1 year mark after 142 reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;his going to make her happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 15, 2009 - reason 1. i love you because you my angel. woo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 16, 2009 - reason 2. i love you because your my daily dose of vitamin.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 17, 2009 - reason 3. i have loved and will always be loving you cause you love me the same way too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 18, 2009 - reason 4. i love you because you will always believe in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 19, 2009 - reason 5. i love you for being the coolest girlfriend ever...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 20, 2009 - reason 6. i love you for you gave me the strength to be strong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 21, 2009 - reason 7. i love you cause when things are down you lift things up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 22, 2009 - reason 8. i love you for patting me to sleep when i'm sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks mr tan ei dun for spotting spelling error. patting not petting lolz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 23, 2009 - reason 9. i love you cause you always try to learn new recipe to cook for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 24, 2009 - reason 10. i love you, because you make porridge for me when i'm sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 25, 2009 - reason 11. i love you because you're the most important thing the world has to offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 26, 2009 - reason 12. i love you cause you have let me become a part of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 27, 2009 - reason 13. i love you cause you gave me your care and concern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 28, 2009 - reason 14. i love you cause 'your my sunshine, my only sunshine'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 29, 2009 - reason 15. i love you for every single little things you do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;april 30, 2009 - reason 16. i love you for being the perfect gene wifey ever... woo!!! self proclaimed... LOL but i agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 1, 2009 - reason 17. i love you for giving me all the small gifts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 2, 2009 - reason 18. i love you for not letting my tears go to waste. it the only tool i have to let you know, how much you mean to me. (seen i never know what words to say)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 3, 2009 - reason 19. i love you and will always be thankful because you always see my effort in doing things. no matter how big or how small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 4, 2009 - reason 20. i love you for making me become the luckiest man on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 5, 2009 - reason 21. i love and would always like to grow old with you. (i wanna say "hey, dear ah. would you hold me hand?" when our hair turn white)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 6, 2009 - reason 22. i love you for asking me to hold your hand when i off wondering, day dreaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 7, 2009 - reason 23. i love you for always being able to understand my way of protectiveness. (it may seen like a normal thing but to me it something big)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 8, 2009 - reason 24. i love you for being the bravest girlfriend ever. you proof to me this relationship is something you wan. something you need. you had to go through so much... thank you, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 9, 2009 - reason 25. i've learn to love you more each day. with each day being showered with your love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 10, 2009 - reason 26. i love you for letting me hold your hand when i need it most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 11, 2009 - reason 27. i love you and always will thank you for being strong when i start losing myself. for that is the cutting point before what could have broken us up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 12, 2009 - reason 28. i love you for learning and trying to please me. baby i can see that you really try to. :) thanks sweetie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 13, 2009 - reason 29. i love you and thank you for not leaving me alone. you were always there when i needed you most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 14, 2009 - reason 30. i love you cause your the first to make me open up everything to you. irregardless if it is the good or the bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 15, 2009 - reason 31. i love you, cause everytime you hug i feel the warmth in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 16, 2009 - reason 32. i love you for lending me your hand. i know it just a simple thing but i dun wanna lose that kinda simple thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 17, 2009 - reason 33. i love you and will always do, for your the only one who appreciate the little simple things i do. thank you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 18, 2009 - reason 34. i love you for you tries to reassure me even when your upset by a certain topic yourself.. cheers baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 19, 2009 - reason 35. i love you for trying to change yourself. it isn't easy but you let me know that it is possible. silly i'll change myself for you too, if there is anything you dun like bout me. just let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 20, 2009 - reason 36. i love it when i wake up in the morning and having you next to me. my pretty sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 21, 2009 - reason 37. i love you baby... again and again when i fall sick, your care and concern show me you care bout me... thanks baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 22, 2009 - reason 38. baby, i love you for your smile never seen to fade away... you've got the cutest smile ever sweetie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 23, 2009 - reason 39. sweetie, your the best wifey ever.. i'm not the only one agreeing to it. my whole family does... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 24, 2009 - reason 40. i love you cause, you treasure the way i treasure you. (sometimes you just forget about it... silly baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 25, 2009 - reason 41. i love you baby!!!! cause with or without your glasses you look so beautiful to me... muack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 26, 2009 - reason 42. i love you cause you always make your words sound so beautiful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 27, 2009 - reason 43. i love you cause you always worry bout the wrong stuff... (least important things) lolz... so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 28, 2009 - reason 44. i love you, for what every guys willingness to do something for their girlfriend's... that behaviour itself, you say it was sweet. (silly every guys will do it...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 29, 2009 - reason 45. i love you cause no matter how uncertain my answers are. you still find courage to love me for who i am now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 30, 2009 - reason 46. i love you cause somewhere in my heart, it's telling me that if i let you go. i'll never love anyone else again... (it would for sure take a veri long time to heal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 31, 2009 - reason 47. i love you cause even when i know i'm not somebody yet. you still love me for who i am. i know if i got something i'll lose something, but the only thing i dun wanna lose is you. and this wonderful relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 01, 2009 - reason 48. i love you for the rest of time. my remaining time.. even when i can't spend every sec with you, i know your part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 02, 2009 - reason 49. daisuke des for when you give me that "what are you doing kinda look" it so so so seductive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 03, 2009 - reason 50. i'll always love you... (we are making this promise, never to love the other half. we shall only give our genuine love for each other)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 04, 2009 - reason 51. i love you cause you make me wanna hold you till the morning light. (holding you just reassure me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 05, 2009 - reason 52. i love you cause you always tries to reassure me. i never was please with myself for be able to only provide you so little but you keep on telling me, i am good enough. i wan not only to provide us, our kids too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 06, 2009 - reason 53. i love you cause you filled the holes in my life. your the one who made me who i am now... without you what i am trying to fill in would just be for nothing. thanks baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 07, 2009 - reason 54. i love you cause you given me the resolution in life... with out you i am worth nothing. (please dun leave me alone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 08, 2009 - reason 55. i love you cause when my world turn blue. your be there to be my guiding star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 09, 2009 - reason 56. i love you cause no matter how many times we are uncertain. we were only caring for each other. un realising we are both hurting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 10, 2009 - reason 57. i love you cause even when i'm not a good lover at all. you tolerated my insensitiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 11, 2009 -reason 58. i love you cause we'll be learning to love each other once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 12, 2009 - reason 59. i love you because just being able to be with you, that happiness.\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;june 13, 2009 - reason 60. i love you cause your the only girl i see... trying to do hard working stuff... like hammering the nails. lolz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-2221706660242847322?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2221706660242847322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=2221706660242847322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/2221706660242847322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/2221706660242847322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-program.html' title='new program'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-6446168079893462414</id><published>2009-04-14T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:43:08.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ytd, belle made baby angry.&lt;br /&gt;we both know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm so glad all has been cleared up.&lt;br /&gt;i hope because of this, we have grown stronger as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things almost ended ytd, i was glad i stood strong.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why, we both actually have the easy way out.&lt;br /&gt;but we refuse to take that path.&lt;br /&gt;something easier to go for, but yet we choose the harder path.&lt;br /&gt;yes, perhaps love can overcome all.&lt;br /&gt;but yet, by taking the easier way out,&lt;br /&gt;will it dissolve the love and pain we'll suffer after that?&lt;br /&gt;we both know the answer to that too.&lt;br /&gt;rather then losing each other. we chose our path,&lt;br /&gt;there's no turning back too.&lt;br /&gt;even though i'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;but i know you've got my back:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todaaaaaay, we made up.&lt;br /&gt;all your misses. i felt them(:&lt;br /&gt;hugging me so so tight, i felt like i couldn't even breathe.&lt;br /&gt;think today, was really a day where we really shopped for stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i mean me.&lt;br /&gt;lols, but one day. i finally decided to shop for my own stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy i got your company(:&lt;br /&gt;my legs really hurt, and know we both didn't get a good rest last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, today. you treated me like a princess.&lt;br /&gt;you always do.&lt;br /&gt;always sayang me, pamper me.&lt;br /&gt;when i throw a temper, you'd always try to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;you try to know my feelings, you don't want me to hurt yourself.&lt;br /&gt;even though the truth hurts, but you'll still tell me.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i found someone who loves me more then i love myself.&lt;br /&gt;i like that you'd cry for me, even though you do so for every of your girlfs.&lt;br /&gt;i like that you're afriad 'll leave you.&lt;br /&gt;i like that you make me feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;protecting me in your own way.&lt;br /&gt;like everything in the world you would try to give to me.&lt;br /&gt;like everything in the world you would try to give up for me.&lt;br /&gt;like everything in the world you would give in to me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if you would.&lt;br /&gt;but i just feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;so many things for why i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-6446168079893462414?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6446168079893462414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=6446168079893462414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6446168079893462414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6446168079893462414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/04/ytd-belle-made-baby-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-4256299547063328254</id><published>2009-04-07T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:22:26.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhhh.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;beloved shixiaaaang, the best things in life, they are free. says:&lt;br /&gt;i know silly.&lt;br /&gt;of cause i know that&lt;br /&gt;her another song&lt;br /&gt;V&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M_wkxeXw6jc&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;go see it if you want&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;i know you are not interested in chnese girls except your ruby ln&lt;br /&gt;lin&lt;br /&gt;and me&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;br /&gt;pretended i didnt say that&lt;br /&gt;fwah&lt;br /&gt;you didnt see anything&lt;br /&gt;i didn't put me.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;someone wants me to pretend i don't see a thing lolz..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-4256299547063328254?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4256299547063328254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=4256299547063328254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;i'm starting to wear out.&lt;br /&gt;can love really overcome the obstacles we have?&lt;br /&gt;if it can, then is our love strong enough to overcome it?&lt;br /&gt;if then, do we want it badly enough to overcome it?&lt;br /&gt;my mother just told my brother jagger peed everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;for two consecutive days.&lt;br /&gt;she's been cold to me this days too.&lt;br /&gt;when i told my brother, i brought him down properly.&lt;br /&gt;she shouted at me and said."so you think i'm lying"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what i think?&lt;br /&gt;she's doing it. so that my brother will force me to go down eariler.&lt;br /&gt;she's doing it so i don't have to see you.&lt;br /&gt;using this despicable acts.&lt;br /&gt;even though, your princess has always been nice and kind.&lt;br /&gt;but this time. she's so bitter.&lt;br /&gt;bitter towards them for every shit they've done.&lt;br /&gt;for every of my feelings they've dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;she's so bitter until.she feels hate.&lt;br /&gt;so much hate until she feels her tears welling out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither do they know.&lt;br /&gt;my anger.&lt;br /&gt;each time they are opposing what i want to do.&lt;br /&gt;each time they treat me unfairly and throw their tempers at me.&lt;br /&gt;they are feeding my anger.&lt;br /&gt;i've never done anything wrong or bad to harm any single person.&lt;br /&gt;or neither have i gone pass their boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;why. are they opposing this reationship.&lt;br /&gt;why are they stopping me from being loved by someone.&lt;br /&gt;since they can't provide me with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-5643870618696105799?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5643870618696105799/comments/default' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-7156308956814944714</id><published>2009-04-04T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:55:11.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 7TH MTH NIVERSARY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY-4T8SgpI/AAAAAAAAAGU/VLgHkA_5JCM/s1600-h/DSC00266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320509146931561106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY-4T8SgpI/AAAAAAAAAGU/VLgHkA_5JCM/s320/DSC00266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks baby for being here with me on your 7th mth niversary...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time may have been tough and hard for the last few mths but we had hold on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;holding on to the belief of creating our veri own future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so in this HAPPY 7th mth niversary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i had to say this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THANKS for being a miracle in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THANKS for appearing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THANKS for embracing me when i needed it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and last but not least...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WO AI NI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SA RANG HAE YO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AISHITERU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-7156308956814944714?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY-4T8SgpI/AAAAAAAAAGU/VLgHkA_5JCM/s72-c/DSC00266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-8427773340869393507</id><published>2009-04-04T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:52:19.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nasty breakfast</title><content type='html'>my nasty breakfast... sorry baby die die had you eating it. :) see how badly burnt it is. my my... thanks for the supports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY-TpWxcTI/AAAAAAAAAGM/c4r2dMvkp5M/s1600-h/DSC00272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320508517024624946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY-TFTkqnI/AAAAAAAAAF0/DeSWeTbdvcM/s1600-h/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320508507347528306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY-TFTkqnI/AAAAAAAAAF0/DeSWeTbdvcM/s320/DSC00269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY-S_FDNJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/m6AIiTI4kX0/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320508505676002450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY-S_FDNJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/m6AIiTI4kX0/s320/DSC00268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-8427773340869393507?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8427773340869393507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=8427773340869393507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/8427773340869393507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/8427773340869393507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/04/nasty-breakfast.html' title='nasty breakfast'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY-TpWxcTI/AAAAAAAAAGM/c4r2dMvkp5M/s72-c/DSC00272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-4768284072650319001</id><published>2009-04-04T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:47:46.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;our crazy pictures :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY9BEMheII/AAAAAAAAAFc/4zFS285AGNU/s1600-h/DSC00299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320507098300250242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY9BEMheII/AAAAAAAAAFc/4zFS285AGNU/s320/DSC00299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;your fav pic?? hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY9A00DtKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Or321IIY2xY/s1600-h/DSC00298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320507094171104418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY9A00DtKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Or321IIY2xY/s320/DSC00298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY9A-DG59I/AAAAAAAAAFM/CRnKQlw1zHQ/s1600-h/DSC00297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320507096650147794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY9A-DG59I/AAAAAAAAAFM/CRnKQlw1zHQ/s320/DSC00297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;xiao bean minior bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY9AZr3O0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/EjDFFS74NG0/s1600-h/DSC00296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320507086888975170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY9AZr3O0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/EjDFFS74NG0/s320/DSC00296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-4768284072650319001?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4768284072650319001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=4768284072650319001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/4768284072650319001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/4768284072650319001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-crazy-pictures-your-fav-pic-hee.html' title='random'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY9BEMheII/AAAAAAAAAFc/4zFS285AGNU/s72-c/DSC00299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-7826581074298912389</id><published>2009-04-04T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:41:46.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>study room and bedroom concept</title><content type='html'>our study room open air concept...&lt;br /&gt;and some random pic of us in the bathroom... dun think dirty...&lt;br /&gt;lolz just see the tiles... they look good... wooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY5utN-8QI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lXcKRWNIl1g/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320503484359831810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY5utN-8QI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lXcKRWNIl1g/s320/DSC00292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY5ucQ9KxI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vEgREFSqglM/s1600-h/DSC00291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320503479808895762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY5ucQ9KxI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vEgREFSqglM/s320/DSC00291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY5uSf4cSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AChs5fv9Fx4/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320503477187146018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY5uSf4cSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AChs5fv9Fx4/s320/DSC00290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY5ucE037I/AAAAAAAAAEk/wD2bqIo4E9w/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320503479758020530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY5ucE037I/AAAAAAAAAEk/wD2bqIo4E9w/s320/DSC00289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY5uDFoHBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/BCszwQ44z5w/s1600-h/DSC00288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320503473050491922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY5uDFoHBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/BCszwQ44z5w/s320/DSC00288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-7826581074298912389?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7826581074298912389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=7826581074298912389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7826581074298912389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7826581074298912389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/04/study-room-and.html' title='study room and bedroom concept'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY5utN-8QI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lXcKRWNIl1g/s72-c/DSC00292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-542477385189280473</id><published>2009-04-04T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:27:25.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piggy room</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;xiao sean, belle, bellsea, bean, lamb and last but not least lisa... ")&lt;br /&gt;this is where their going to stay, sleep and play. their piggy room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY3027pT0I/AAAAAAAAAEU/XFPgrpJtsnA/s1600-h/DSC00287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320501391023230786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY3027pT0I/AAAAAAAAAEU/XFPgrpJtsnA/s320/DSC00287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY30sUNPbI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3kbL4Rwf9xI/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320501388173458866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY30sUNPbI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3kbL4Rwf9xI/s320/DSC00286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-542477385189280473?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/542477385189280473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=542477385189280473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/542477385189280473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/542477385189280473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/04/xiao-sean-belle-bellsea-bean-lamb-and.html' title='piggy room'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY3027pT0I/AAAAAAAAAEU/XFPgrpJtsnA/s72-c/DSC00287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-4011799212123956284</id><published>2009-04-04T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:19:28.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our ideal bedroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;our ideal bedroom... only if it a floor bed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY2OSyRrHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OyrXKPzPmKs/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320499628973599858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY2OSyRrHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OyrXKPzPmKs/s320/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY2OSsJzcI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5OyvEoVBa0o/s1600-h/DSC00284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320499628947918274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY2OSsJzcI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5OyvEoVBa0o/s320/DSC00284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY2OFzusHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hJz2gpX0M5Y/s1600-h/DSC00283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320499625490034802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY2OFzusHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hJz2gpX0M5Y/s320/DSC00283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-4011799212123956284?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4011799212123956284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=4011799212123956284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/4011799212123956284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/4011799212123956284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-ideal-bedroom.html' title='our ideal bedroom'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY2OSyRrHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OyrXKPzPmKs/s72-c/DSC00285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-7815336112862681840</id><published>2009-04-03T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:13:58.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the kitchen</title><content type='html'>our kitchen... in red hot color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY09ohBe7I/AAAAAAAAADs/7nVq_XZHkVE/s1600-h/DSC00282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY09ohBe7I/AAAAAAAAADs/7nVq_XZHkVE/s320/DSC00282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320498243237411762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY09g4ix2I/AAAAAAAAADk/_-_yJXXo_iM/s1600-h/DSC00281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY09g4ix2I/AAAAAAAAADk/_-_yJXXo_iM/s320/DSC00281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320498241188579170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY09X034oI/AAAAAAAAADc/ebXonbbBKmk/s1600-h/DSC00280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY09X034oI/AAAAAAAAADc/ebXonbbBKmk/s320/DSC00280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320498238757266050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY09EYyDKI/AAAAAAAAADU/PoKvLVkm_kY/s1600-h/DSC00279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY09EYyDKI/AAAAAAAAADU/PoKvLVkm_kY/s320/DSC00279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320498233539169442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our dining table... cool right? see the lighting? it our fav!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-7815336112862681840?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7815336112862681840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=7815336112862681840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7815336112862681840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7815336112862681840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-kitchen.html' title='the kitchen'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdY09ohBe7I/AAAAAAAAADs/7nVq_XZHkVE/s72-c/DSC00282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-6078000685650385863</id><published>2009-04-03T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:32:35.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the study room?</title><content type='html'>the study room?? part of the living room? 2nd theme of the living room... :)&lt;br /&gt;thank the uncle for posing infront of the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdYrqP7eWhI/AAAAAAAAADM/TU60lt8xGKU/s1600-h/DSC00278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320488014615304722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdYrqP7eWhI/AAAAAAAAADM/TU60lt8xGKU/s320/DSC00278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdYrp2M-qGI/AAAAAAAAADE/OKmXoY7zOD0/s1600-h/DSC00277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320488007709403234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdYrp2M-qGI/AAAAAAAAADE/OKmXoY7zOD0/s320/DSC00277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdYrpqdEHEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Tu3WqOj8ARI/s1600-h/DSC00276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320488004555643970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdYrpqdEHEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Tu3WqOj8ARI/s320/DSC00276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-6078000685650385863?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6078000685650385863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=6078000685650385863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6078000685650385863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6078000685650385863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/04/study-room.html' title='the study room?'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdYrqP7eWhI/AAAAAAAAADM/TU60lt8xGKU/s72-c/DSC00278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-754198165402511396</id><published>2009-04-03T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:16:39.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breakthrough 7 mthniversary</title><content type='html'>alot of stuff happened... alot of plans coming up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours more till we hit of 8th mthniversary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when to i k ea to get 4 cork board for our memories to be tag on... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37 old and new song to get into my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being told no doting beloved was most unpleasant cause you should know best how much i love you. how can i ever not dote you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more mth till we hit 1 year mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a GOOD FRIDAY till you fly for hong kong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few more weeks or mths till you move in with your sister. (which until now i dun wan you to)&lt;br /&gt;but can't do nothing bout it. has pros and cons. pro being it near your school. con being i dun understand why she pulling you back to her and unless i get a car quick i dunno how long interval will our meetings be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 more years till we walk through the church with our familes members in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 more kids to be name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more accounts to be open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more mths till i become aimless if i dun start doing research bout the future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this are my countless list of task to do. some half way through. some done but that just a small portion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a few days back we when to i k ea to buy the 4 cork board as mention on top. we took pictures of what we want of beloved home to be in the future. i'm going to put them up now. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the living room we want it(the house) to have&lt;br /&gt;thanks amenda for cleaning it up...!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdYdw0uMDtI/AAAAAAAAAC0/L2Fgq2NR7So/s1600-h/DSC00275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320472734408117970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdYdw0uMDtI/AAAAAAAAAC0/L2Fgq2NR7So/s320/DSC00275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdYdw--vp3I/AAAAAAAAACs/Ye-MWa_jKrM/s1600-h/DSC00274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320472737161914226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdYdw--vp3I/AAAAAAAAACs/Ye-MWa_jKrM/s320/DSC00274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SdYdwt_lmbI/AAAAAAAAACk/z-4HDlMzsGA/s1600-h/DSC00273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320472732602046898" style="FLOAT: left; 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type='text'>happiness</title><content type='html'>you don't know how happy your baby is now.&lt;br /&gt;two days w her most beloved friends and hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooooo happy until i can't stop blogging.&lt;br /&gt;it's been a looooooooong time since your baby's been so looking forward to sth.&lt;br /&gt;the past weeks have been a slow and torturing one.&lt;br /&gt;draining all her energy, making her even more tired then ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday, we shall meet at 11.30am and go  to ikea(:&lt;br /&gt;we shall buy a big board with pins, and eat lunch there again as well!&lt;br /&gt;go hougang and rent some videos if we want,&lt;br /&gt;and go home to pin the board up w all the things we have done.&lt;br /&gt;then we can watch videos and rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday, we're going to do mask right? and relax.&lt;br /&gt;fwaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh:] it makes wifey so happy.&lt;br /&gt;even though i'm not sure when's the talk):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you can see wifey in the present you bought her.&lt;br /&gt;happy happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's what  wrote in my blog too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished things could always go the way i want,&lt;br /&gt;things can move on smoothly without any obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;but yet, without all this&lt;br /&gt;will we cherish our relationship as much as we do now?&lt;br /&gt;will we be be stronger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know my happiness lies in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-7782389263290579145?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7782389263290579145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=7782389263290579145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7782389263290579145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7782389263290579145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/03/happiness.html' title='happiness'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-1540534145640337287</id><published>2009-03-17T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:55:23.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;World of our own-Westlife.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You make me feel funny&lt;br /&gt;When you come around&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's what I found out honey&lt;br /&gt;Whatever do without you&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel happy&lt;br /&gt;When I leave you behind&lt;br /&gt;It plays on my mind now honey&lt;br /&gt;Whatever do without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Took for granted everything we had&lt;br /&gt;As if I'd find someone&lt;br /&gt;Who's just like you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We got a little world of our own&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you things that no one else knows&lt;br /&gt;I let you in where no-one else goes&lt;br /&gt;Whatever do without you&lt;br /&gt;And all of the things I've been looking for&lt;br /&gt;Have always been here outside of my door&lt;br /&gt;And all of the time I'm looking for something new&lt;br /&gt;Whatever do without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I guess I'm ready&lt;br /&gt;For settling down&lt;br /&gt;And fooling around is over&lt;br /&gt;And I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;No buts or maybes (Buts or maybes)&lt;br /&gt;When I'm falling down&lt;br /&gt;There's always someone who saves me (someone who)&lt;br /&gt;And girl it's you Funny how life can be so surprising&lt;br /&gt;I'm just realising what you do &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chorus:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We got a little world of our own&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you things that no one else knows&lt;br /&gt;I let you in where no-one else goes&lt;br /&gt;Whatever do without you&lt;br /&gt;And all of the things I've been looking for&lt;br /&gt;Have always been here outside of my door&lt;br /&gt;And all of the time I'm looking for something new&lt;br /&gt;Whatever do without you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bridge:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well it's feeling right now&lt;br /&gt;So let's do it right now&lt;br /&gt;Praying that some how&lt;br /&gt;You will understand the way&lt;br /&gt;It's feeling right now baby somehow&lt;br /&gt;I won't let this slip away&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chorus:x2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We got a little world of our own&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you things that no one else knows&lt;br /&gt;I let you in where no-one else goes&lt;br /&gt;Whatever do without you&lt;br /&gt;We got a little world of our own (We got a little ,world of our own)&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you things that no one else knows (ill tell you things that no one knows)&lt;br /&gt;I let you in where no-one else goes&lt;br /&gt;Whatever do without you&lt;br /&gt;And all of the things I've been looking for (all of the things, ive been looking for)&lt;br /&gt;Have always been here outside of my door&lt;br /&gt;And all of the time I'm looking for something new&lt;br /&gt;Whatever do without you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this song is so swwwweeeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;i want you to sing it to me one day:&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-1540534145640337287?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1540534145640337287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=1540534145640337287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/1540534145640337287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/1540534145640337287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/03/world-of-our-own-westlife.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-7497684330415425216</id><published>2009-03-15T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:55:24.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanted to blog so so much.&lt;br /&gt;because this blog is our secret.&lt;br /&gt;this blog represents the love we have between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why, the future seems so hard to see.&lt;br /&gt;even though i'm losing confidence day by day,&lt;br /&gt;i tell myself i have to be strong for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;we both want this so much.&lt;br /&gt;even though i have to endure so much first.&lt;br /&gt;but i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been such a tough month for me.&lt;br /&gt;for you too baby, because of me.&lt;br /&gt;our moments tgt now, have been restricted.&lt;br /&gt;but i know our hearts beat as one.&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad enough to know that you'll wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;after the three years,&lt;br /&gt;that's when i know, i can count on you..&lt;br /&gt;i can trust you.&lt;br /&gt;that's when i can say,&lt;br /&gt;hubby, you're the best. always.&lt;br /&gt;i know you are a man who don't like restrictions.&lt;br /&gt;please endure for three years.&lt;br /&gt;please stay strong for me.&lt;br /&gt;i promise you will hear the words you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so much better. so much more free from hiding things.&lt;br /&gt;but we still have a price to pay. the restrictions.&lt;br /&gt;we have to work hard in whatever we wish to do.&lt;br /&gt;my future. your future. our future. lies in our hands.&lt;br /&gt;i'll always support you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are four rings in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;courtship, proposal, engagement, marriage.&lt;br /&gt;i gave you the first one.&lt;br /&gt;i want my other three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you baby.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for everyday. everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-7497684330415425216?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7497684330415425216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=7497684330415425216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7497684330415425216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7497684330415425216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wanted-to-blog-so-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-5189745148637287371</id><published>2009-03-15T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:45:02.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams</title><content type='html'>what happened last night felt like a dream... i never dream for quite sometime this time it felt tiring..&lt;br /&gt;baby had told his brother about our relationship. like she predicted... her brother doesn't wan us to be together but allow us to be good friends and still be able to bring our 2 kids down for walk every night.&lt;br /&gt;silly your the proud-est lady ever...!!! my super woman.&lt;br /&gt;i am glad you actually told him cause now we dun have to be 'afraid' of what is to come what may...&lt;br /&gt;this time round i'll be able to face it with you as a real friend. your buddy. your lover. your hubby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cried so hard, my eyes are like puffy fish... :) baby they may not wan us to be that close but if you still need my huggies and kisses. i would still continue giving you them.&lt;br /&gt;3 year if just ahead with a blink of an eye sweetheart... it may seen long and far but it isn't ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this 3 year allowance is only a test for us. for me... what come after 3 year is definality worth the while. if he veri threaten you with our relationship, baby i'll bring you over...&lt;br /&gt;time flies... time will fly... time had to fly... :) i'm happy you told me i'll be your prince charming...&lt;br /&gt;and that you would tell guys that woo you, you are waiting for someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh...! tell me bout your sister in law alright.&lt;br /&gt;they been through alot too. i wanna know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-5189745148637287371?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5189745148637287371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=5189745148637287371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5189745148637287371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5189745148637287371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/03/dreams.html' title='dreams'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-5849648031997029269</id><published>2009-03-15T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:44:47.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad bad year</title><content type='html'>it dead once again...! i'm back.&lt;br /&gt;it the new year. baby and i as predicted is gonna have a really rough year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;just as the year just started. we are having alot of things going on.&lt;br /&gt;things being she schooling, my serving...&lt;br /&gt;all packed... PACKED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i forgot... the one more thing we share in common is 'our wisdom tooth' :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things hasn't been quite smoothly for baby... mama fell ill and landed in hospital.&lt;br /&gt;sister throwing temper on her.&lt;br /&gt;her be sexually harrassed.&lt;br /&gt;us nearly being found out and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;my my what the hell wrong now a days??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let be strong k... we'll take on any ANY thing they throws at us.&lt;br /&gt;afterall this we'll emerge stronger...&lt;br /&gt;we been preparing for all this for quite sometime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-5849648031997029269?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5849648031997029269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=5849648031997029269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5849648031997029269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5849648031997029269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-bad-year.html' title='bad bad year'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-4983931501032686841</id><published>2009-02-24T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:44:27.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nag nag nag...</title><content type='html'>i'm going to get scolded... lolz. someone nagging me to update my wishlist. ok... :)&lt;br /&gt;still your my baby.&lt;br /&gt;and here i wanna tell you this.&lt;br /&gt;baby your different cause your a veri intelligence girl, your one who could explain to me stuff in your veri scientific way.&lt;br /&gt;argue with me in an intelligence way. sometime i just couldn't think of what to say.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless it doesn't mean you can alway argue with me ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my manly pride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i better be updating otherwise someone gonna scold me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for sharing with me too. muack!!!! :*&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-4983931501032686841?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4983931501032686841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=4983931501032686841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/4983931501032686841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/4983931501032686841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/02/nag-nag-nag.html' title='nag nag nag...'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-5328692469415258442</id><published>2009-02-14T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T18:28:50.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our veri first v day...</title><content type='html'>From the both of us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTLY. TO ALL READERS, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAYYYYY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;IT'S A VALENTINE'S SPECIAL EDITION TODAY!!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belle:&lt;br /&gt;because..... the both of us are writing this post together today!&lt;br /&gt;there will be so many things to blog about today. together with pictures! YAYYYYYYY(:&lt;br /&gt;we sort of celebrated Valentine's on the 13th though, it was something special.&lt;br /&gt;definitely something not all couples will do on this day(:&lt;br /&gt;we exchanged presents, baked together, wrote messages for sweetheart's mother,&lt;br /&gt;watched videos, ate tom yam soup, oooooooh, AND THERE WAS A SPECIAL SURPRISE that caught him reeeeeaaally by surprise! MUAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the pictures tell you what we did on this funfilled love-licious dayyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the cake we baked together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaQwFkELCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/68swacR-p6Q/s1600-h/DSC00183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302584767076903970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaQwFkELCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/68swacR-p6Q/s320/DSC00183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaQv6lZYJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8YmBE3zba2k/s1600-h/DSC00182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302584764129697938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaQv6lZYJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8YmBE3zba2k/s320/DSC00182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belle: This was the surprise, but it was in the cake!(((((: (NOTE: the tip of the heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaR-0nswAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/S3VPUTxpCf8/s1600-h/DSC00196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302586119738408962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaR-0nswAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/S3VPUTxpCf8/s320/DSC00196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shixiang: well, somehow it did work on me... luckily i didn't swallow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaZw-yPEvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/UTAfxkAcgh0/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302594678041809650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaZw-yPEvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/UTAfxkAcgh0/s320/DSC00194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belle: WHAT. your reaction was so funny(: you were like holding the ring using your tongue asking me what it was. like duh. fwah. so you see, i broke the tradition of guys giving rings to girls only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the card!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaVCrD8FKI/AAAAAAAAABE/oRXN0wEXR1c/s1600-h/DSC00215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302589484426859682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaVCrD8FKI/AAAAAAAAABE/oRXN0wEXR1c/s320/DSC00215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was what i gave to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaTt8PDNuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kzBireNcmg4/s1600-h/DSC00181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302588028747986658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaTt8PDNuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kzBireNcmg4/s320/DSC00181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it like so totally nice...!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belle: what. okay only lor. LOL. mine was so much more special. but nevertheless, added points for your creativity laaaaaaa(: mwah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the belonging we both have in pairs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaUgou5HiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8JPKf3XhSnM/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302588899686161954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaUgou5HiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8JPKf3XhSnM/s320/DSC00199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rings&lt;br /&gt;watches&lt;br /&gt;handphone straps&lt;br /&gt;handphone pouches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaW2AvjrpI/AAAAAAAAABU/9pM_zTrIKFw/s1600-h/DSC00207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302591465931910802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaW2AvjrpI/AAAAAAAAABU/9pM_zTrIKFw/s320/DSC00207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaW2LEJKNI/AAAAAAAAABM/kjx7ncO_dEc/s1600-h/DSC00205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302591468702607570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaW2LEJKNI/AAAAAAAAABM/kjx7ncO_dEc/s320/DSC00205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaXzpER-0I/AAAAAAAAABc/Mlmu_dSbLgo/s1600-h/DSC00210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302592524728269634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaXzpER-0I/AAAAAAAAABc/Mlmu_dSbLgo/s320/DSC00210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our beloved recipes and tickets box. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaYIu_5aPI/AAAAAAAAABk/wSJiVziXgU4/s1600-h/DSC00213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302592887097747698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaYIu_5aPI/AAAAAAAAABk/wSJiVziXgU4/s320/DSC00213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food we had today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaar2ZUNBI/AAAAAAAAACc/ZMVNaKB1mpk/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302595689402086418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaar2ZUNBI/AAAAAAAAACc/ZMVNaKB1mpk/s320/DSC00220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaarpDrk7I/AAAAAAAAACU/whGPAC-kkc8/s1600-h/DSC00219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302595685821682610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaarpDrk7I/AAAAAAAAACU/whGPAC-kkc8/s320/DSC00219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaarbHmtpI/AAAAAAAAACM/iFvhbkanIK8/s1600-h/DSC00218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302595682080044690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaarbHmtpI/AAAAAAAAACM/iFvhbkanIK8/s320/DSC00218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaarSOiyjI/AAAAAAAAACE/Rl7QCjRyZCk/s1600-h/DSC00217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302595679693228594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaarSOiyjI/AAAAAAAAACE/Rl7QCjRyZCk/s320/DSC00217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaarAfquwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/f4wXkggzyzA/s1600-h/DSC00216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302595674933213954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaarAfquwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/f4wXkggzyzA/s320/DSC00216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shixiang: with this we conclude the end of our day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the both of us: Happy Valentine's to all, may all lovers be enjoying like us on this day.\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, to those who have not found the one,  don't fret for the one will come when time is right(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bellebelle♥&amp;amp;dumbdumb♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-5328692469415258442?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5328692469415258442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=5328692469415258442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5328692469415258442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5328692469415258442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-veri-first-v-day.html' title='our veri first v day...'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SZaQwFkELCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/68swacR-p6Q/s72-c/DSC00183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-2231371361845169801</id><published>2009-01-28T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T21:54:19.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my lovely baby...</title><content type='html'>it been a while again. it me and me again your beloved sean goh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today program is all about our relationship. :) alright pardon my short term memory i can't really remember much but i'll try to dig out everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;let start from let see, ah before chinese new year??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright... we when around orchard this one fine day to shop for our clothing. actually i wasn't really into it cause i know it gonna turn out to be me, who doing all the buying..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had planned to catch a movie too. so soon after arriving at orchard we headed to shaw to catch out what are the shows we could catch. we settled for twilight cause that what we always wanted to see but didn't due to unknown reason. i guess it time. :) correct me if i'm wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i actually planned to buy us a both of polo tee with the 40 bucks taka voucher. we were totally into the lacoste polo which was on offer but we didn't get it because the guys one has only 3 colors to choose from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the second thing i had to get was my watch. so we browse around that section for quite sometime. baby too actually wanted to buy her mama a watch. nothing interesting again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we left...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;now on the streets rampaging all the shopping mall you know what we rampaged into one of my fav shop muji. we totally lose ourself in there, there were tons of stuff. food, accessories, stationaries... and you know what i found the shoes i throw away. maybe your really my lucky star. :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh ya... we had our lunch at kfc @ shaw before we buy the tickets. after rampaging the shops we had our desserts at wisma. time up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we rushed our way back to shaw just on time to take our seat before the show start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.twilight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SYBgejrnyEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FPPnIelHDYo/s1600-h/twilight3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296339239878248514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SYBgejrnyEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FPPnIelHDYo/s320/twilight3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pretty interesting. i guess like all storybooks convert movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;alot of parts must been missing due to the duration of the show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but overall a nice and sweet love movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OUR FAV SENTENCE: your like my very own preferred brand of heroin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;den come CNY... GONG XI GONG XI GONG XI NI YA!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it the first time i had my reunion dinner outside with everyone but i still prefer having it like every year at my grandma house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause we can have the tv, the space, the time and everything to ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year we had a special appearance from my baby. PRINCESS BELLE here with me to celebrate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you say thanks for making it seen like CNY celebrating with my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i say thank you for making this CNY special cause your already part of my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today after work baby come over to fetch me from work. we randomly choose to go bugis to eat. i suggest to go fish and co. we again order too much. eat till it reaches our throat and i had you pay the bill. so pai seh. hai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the way home, we talk on the train. you know i really like time when we can really just sit down and talk. :) that was how we got to really know each other in the first place right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;remembering the last time we shared was during a bus trip to hougang or was it from airport back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was comforting to just share our thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was one story that i told baby about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a story about a blind girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. here it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was once a blind girl that hated herself for being blind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She grew to hate the world, and everyone in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All except her loving boyfriend, who stayed with her for many years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She would often tell him,"If only I could see, I would marry you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the bandages were off, she could see all the world in its glory; all the colors and people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But most of all, she saw her boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She looked at him, and saw that his eyes were closed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was blind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Now that you can see, will you marry me?" he asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the thought of having to look at his closed eyes the rest of her life caused her to say no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boyfriend left in tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later, much later, she recieved a note from him in the mail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take good care of your eyes, my dear one, for before they were yours, they were mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;morale of the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have three... ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) this was one the paper written by someone. never trust girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) this was the real morale, we often forget bout the one who care and love us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) this is from me. if i was the guy i'll donate one so she could see and i'm not blind. LOL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-2231371361845169801?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2231371361845169801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=2231371361845169801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/2231371361845169801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/2231371361845169801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-lovely-baby.html' title='my lovely baby...'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/SYBgejrnyEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FPPnIelHDYo/s72-c/twilight3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-1036158174077434808</id><published>2009-01-15T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T01:17:20.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead blog revived(:</title><content type='html'>((:&lt;br /&gt;his blog is dead.&lt;br /&gt;my blog is dead.&lt;br /&gt;this blog is dead too.&lt;br /&gt;so i've come to revive it.&lt;br /&gt;even though the owners haven't been updating this blog due to our busy schedules,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean we've been enjoying our lives together any lesser(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just come to realised. no, i should put it this way.&lt;br /&gt;i've always realised but have never acknowledged that happiness could come in such simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;even though we spend our days, in such simple ways.&lt;br /&gt;no fancy dates, no great ambience.&lt;br /&gt;lying in your arms, watching several movies in one day on your computer.&lt;br /&gt;seriously saying, such a big difference to the screen at the cinemas.&lt;br /&gt;but the weird thing is, i enjoy it even more watching it on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;maybe this is what they say, spending time alone with your loved one.&lt;br /&gt;no matter where, is still the nicest, sweetest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few events have come by though,&lt;br /&gt;one major one. or so i say.&lt;br /&gt;was my brother. because we almost got busted.&lt;br /&gt;i only knew baby, i've never been so afraid in my life.&lt;br /&gt;not afraid of the scoldings, but afraid of the breaking.&lt;br /&gt;i think you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;my heart. froze. &lt;br /&gt;that's the exact right word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't the best on one day as well.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know what happened to my body.&lt;br /&gt;inside of me, i got so shagged i couldn't stand the slightest irritation.&lt;br /&gt;i was even thinking whether you regretted asking me along with you.&lt;br /&gt;but thank God you were so patient and tolerant.&lt;br /&gt;i felt better, on the bus after i dozed off for a while.&lt;br /&gt;thank you baby, for tolerating so much.&lt;br /&gt;taking the effort to pat me on the back as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my results baby(: i proved them wrong.&lt;br /&gt;you didn't affect any part of my studies.&lt;br /&gt;i did it for us. for you. for me.&lt;br /&gt;we won. you won. i won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for, &lt;br /&gt;feeding me the little spoonfuls of desserts,&lt;br /&gt;tolerating my nonsense and wilful-ness.&lt;br /&gt;patting me on the back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;so gentle, but forever full of nonsense and BIG HEAD-NESS.&lt;br /&gt;going around with me to eat all the nice food.&lt;br /&gt;going for brunch/breakfast together,&lt;br /&gt;saying i'm beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;your misses,kisses,huggles.&lt;br /&gt;holding the string of jagger when you hug me, afraid it'll cut me.&lt;br /&gt;afraid of my getting splinters on my foot.&lt;br /&gt;i know, see with my heart that you love me and care for me as much as i do for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reaaaaaaally hope you'll always be like that in the months or years to come.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to lose any of that.&lt;br /&gt;if so, i'd rather you not to be so nice to me now.&lt;br /&gt;i'd want to be the only girl you say to be beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;no other girls, ex girlfriends should have that priviledge.&lt;br /&gt;i'm selfish. but i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;i love you sweeeeeeeetheart:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-1036158174077434808?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1036158174077434808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=1036158174077434808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/1036158174077434808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/1036158174077434808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2009/01/dead-blog-revived.html' title='dead blog revived(:'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-7934403782676230521</id><published>2008-12-22T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T12:00:51.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>it's 22nd of december now.&lt;br /&gt;and now we really can see, that time flies so fast that we don't even notice it.&lt;br /&gt;it's 9 days left to the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;it's 7 days to the end of your leave.&lt;br /&gt;it's 4 days left for us to spend our time tgt.&lt;br /&gt;it's coming soon when you'll be signing up):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've done rather much this december.&lt;br /&gt;fulfilled some things we wanted to fulfill.&lt;br /&gt;starting from the 22nd of november.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i met all your friends and celebrated your advance birthday with you.&lt;br /&gt;the day when we got wet from the rain.&lt;br /&gt;the day when we took off our shoes and walked the path tgt.&lt;br /&gt;the day when you opened the presents tgt with me.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i spent the longest time with you as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it came to the 1st of december.&lt;br /&gt;it was your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i woke up bright and early,&lt;br /&gt;the day i went to fareast to purchase some things, went to taka to get some stuff,then back to hougang to get the ingredients, then back home again.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i baked a birthday cake for you (even though you only manage to eat it later)&lt;br /&gt;the day when we went to swensens at tampines&lt;br /&gt;the day when we first had to squeeze into that bus 27. oh gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were spending almost everday of our lives tgt this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it came to 5th of december&lt;br /&gt;it was the time when we baked the tiramisu for people.&lt;br /&gt;the day when we went out to buy the ingredients,&lt;br /&gt;the day when we baked the tiramisu for our friends,&lt;br /&gt;the day when we delivered them one by one to their respective houses.&lt;br /&gt;the day when you took me on a ride on your bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i took the back seat clutchng onto you, because i was so afraid.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i learnt how to get used to sitting behind you, because i knew i was safe with you.&lt;br /&gt;the day when we once again, squeezed into that bus 27. oh gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it came to the 6th of december&lt;br /&gt;it was the time we went to another of your friend's celebration.&lt;br /&gt;the day when you went "OHHHH LET'S GRAB ALL THE FOOD"&lt;br /&gt;the day when we agreed the fried rice was not bad.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i had 4 bowls of honeydew sago.&lt;br /&gt;the day the grandma asked if we were already married. &lt;br /&gt;the day when jiemei expressed that she loved our cake alot.&lt;br /&gt;the day when you really tasted something bad.&lt;br /&gt;the day when you realised how skilful i was at baking. &lt;br /&gt;the day you kept talking about your mum's bak ku teh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it came to the 11th of december.&lt;br /&gt;the time i was so disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i thought i wasn't even important to you at all.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i practically didn't talk to you for the whole day. HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i decided i was being silly and decided to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it came to the 12th of december.&lt;br /&gt;it was the time we went for food. AND MORE FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i received your message that you had to be called back and was disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;the day when you sent me another message that you could make it once again.&lt;br /&gt;the day when we met on bus 27,&lt;br /&gt;the day when we went to changi airport walking through the three terminals, almost starving your little princess's stomach.&lt;br /&gt;the day when we ate popeye's together,&lt;br /&gt;the day when we talked to each other and enjoyed the embrace at the viewing malls.&lt;br /&gt;the day when we went to makunsutra at glutton's bay at night.&lt;br /&gt;the day when we ordered, kangkong, char kway teow, fried egg, chengteng, satay, milk tea.&lt;br /&gt;the day where we hung our new year resolutions on the lanterns.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i felt so blissful with you by my side, food warm in my stomach and the beautiful night skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it came to the 14th of december,&lt;br /&gt;the time when you caught me off hook.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i got so surprised when you fetched me from work.&lt;br /&gt;the day someone said we had the husband and wife face. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it came to the 18th of december.&lt;br /&gt;the time when it was my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;the day when you passd me your handmade card at the stroke of twelve.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i wondered how could i say so much on one card and you so little.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i realised you couldn't really express yourself through words.&lt;br /&gt;the day when we met and went to vivo tgt.&lt;br /&gt;the day when we went to watch Yesman at the gold class theatre with the blankets with us sitting at the comfortable big red seats with a packet of nachos at our sides.&lt;br /&gt;the day when you kept sneezing and sneezing non stop.&lt;br /&gt;the day when we took a cable car to the jewel box,&lt;br /&gt;the day when we had expensive "candelight" dinner, &lt;br /&gt;you had the lamb chop grill, while mine was the T-bone steak. you drank coke, while i drank cranberry juice.&lt;br /&gt;we shared a granny smith's desert with the rum and raisin ice-cream and apple strudel.&lt;br /&gt;the day when the "snow" flew towards our food and caused the neighbouring group of people to cover their food with hankerchiefs.&lt;br /&gt;the day when the bill came up to $147.55,&lt;br /&gt;the day when i laid up curled in your arms once again. i like the feeling of that, because it mkes me feel safe and protected from everything. like i could just sleep and forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;the day when we decided to share a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it came to the 20th of december,&lt;br /&gt;the time when you went for a celebration.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i counted the stars alone,&lt;br /&gt;the day when i rendered myself useless at why i felt so unused to you not walking by my side.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i decided i couldn't rely on you too much. because i was afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it came to the 21st of december&lt;br /&gt;the time when we went for kc's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i had another of my quiet moments,&lt;br /&gt;the day when i was tired but just didn't want to admit.&lt;br /&gt;the day when we had such a good time aking kc guess what the present was,&lt;br /&gt;the day when we went to settlers to play some games,&lt;br /&gt;the day when we went to watch the movie IP MAN.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i thought if i would be able to catch up with your pace&lt;br /&gt;the day when i thought if we would have a loving relationship like the both of them in the future.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i thought if you would one day just decided you were too tired to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i wondered if we were already as one, that whatever you promised to yourself was a promise to me too.&lt;br /&gt;the day when you told me what winson thought about us&lt;br /&gt;the day when we decided we couldn't see the future and so would want to just cherish it.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i wondered if i was really going to change in the future.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i wondered if i was going to become someone worse like those materialistic girls on the roads.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i wondered how come you could be so calm and cool about everything but i was so afraid of the change between us in the future?&lt;br /&gt;the day when i wondered and wondered so much.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i decided i didn't want to care anymore. i just wanted to walk the path down with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it came to the 22nd of december.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i wrote all our memories of this month down.&lt;br /&gt;the day when i used my longest time of 1hours and 23mins writing a single blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i am so selfish, i don't want you to forget any of this.&lt;br /&gt;i want you to remember all of them even i know you can't.&lt;br /&gt;so at least you can always read the path we walked and still is walking together from this blog when you forget.&lt;br /&gt;i tried so hard to remember everything.&lt;br /&gt;but i know i might have left something out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are a loving, caring and gentle boyf(he made me write this despite my objections)&lt;br /&gt;and i'll always be the person behind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-7934403782676230521?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7934403782676230521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=7934403782676230521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7934403782676230521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7934403782676230521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/12/memories.html' title='memories'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-8422095770416664200</id><published>2008-12-13T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:38:02.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here i am again</title><content type='html'>i'm back yet again cause someone say the blog is dead.&lt;br /&gt;it been a while haven't it? quite a few stuff happened.&lt;br /&gt;remember once baby and i kept silence through the walk we usually had.&lt;br /&gt;it was one horrible night. we kept our silence cause we were both to tired to talk.&lt;br /&gt;i never wish for that to happen again. it just isn't fair cause we onli have time at night to be together.&lt;br /&gt;like you say, it not good spending too much time together and it not good 2 to be spending too little time together.&lt;br /&gt;but i dun care la. it isn't boring being with you. plus we realli just have the night to be together.&lt;br /&gt;if only we had 36 hours a day. i'll spend 12 of the hours with you.&lt;br /&gt;being selfish, yes i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think about i wonder if dec a good month.&lt;br /&gt;so many thing coming up.&lt;br /&gt;when i'm working your resting, when your working i'm resting.&lt;br /&gt;soon my BELOVED will be 17 year old le. :) still a small girl...&lt;br /&gt;i wish you would spend your sweet 17 the way your wanted it to be.&lt;br /&gt;i know i say i already tot of what to get for your b'day but now i really wonder.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno whether i should buy things or not. it just doesn't seen sincere.&lt;br /&gt;confused.... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we planned to go on a date. :)&lt;br /&gt;we spend our evening at changi airport eating popeyes.&lt;br /&gt;watching plane landing and lifting off the air..&lt;br /&gt;at night we randomly choose a place to eat. it makansutra near esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;dunno why but baby seen so happy. i'm happy too.&lt;br /&gt;we make vows of the new year to come... wonder if it will come true.&lt;br /&gt;i add 1 more here... i wish to bring princess belle to more places. we'll explore the different places and we'll eat all the good food. last but not least i wanna grow old with you.&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-8422095770416664200?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8422095770416664200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=8422095770416664200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/8422095770416664200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/8422095770416664200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/12/here-i-am-again.html' title='here i am again'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-3362422888625148034</id><published>2008-12-02T11:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:24:15.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It was my baby's birthday yesterday, &lt;/span&gt;and he's turned 21!&lt;br /&gt;it's time to grow up darling, and to stop fantasizing that&lt;br /&gt;you're only 7,14 or 17.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was greaaaaaat, simple but sweet.&lt;br /&gt;that's how our dates always end off.&lt;br /&gt;seems like time always fly by so quickly when i'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;since it was your birthday yesterday, i shall do sth here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby,&lt;br /&gt;thank you for your existence,&lt;br /&gt;thank you for your warmth and comfort.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for encouragement, support.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for your hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for your laughter because i'm happy when you are.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for your care and concern.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being my bolster.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for watching videos with me on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being my companion with mond and jagger.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for tolerating with my nonsense if i have any. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for appearing before me.&lt;br /&gt;thank you that you grew so tall. lols,&lt;br /&gt;thank you for influencing me to eat mutton.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being a datou.(you learnt it from me)&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being the cutest so i could possess the other prestigous titles. (sexaye-ist,prettiest,hottest,sweetest,most attractive) HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for allowing me to celebrate for you your 21st birthday, a day which i think is so important.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being the one.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being my one and only sweetheart(:&lt;br /&gt;lastly,&lt;br /&gt;i thank you for everything,&lt;br /&gt;you have given, done, provided, for this relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goodness, yesterday's 10mins of rest was the best sleep in this one year. if only we could lay asleep longer, i'll be contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i love you baby:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-3362422888625148034?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3362422888625148034/comments/default' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-348174586660860210</id><published>2008-11-23T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:16:53.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a crazy advance bday party last night</title><content type='html'>i wasn't realli looking forward for it till yesterday morning.&lt;br /&gt;the previous night was spend with my brother. winson as he was celebrating his bday.&lt;br /&gt;with all his friends which most of them i do not know.&lt;br /&gt;was so boring i could just wave a cab and head back home just minutes after i meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day was normal. i was looking all over for frisbee and volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;meet my beloved WIFE around 3 together with waihon we when to get all the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;she looks so pretty yesterday. i just dun wanna say so she dun become da tou.&lt;br /&gt;go down to pasir ris and it started raining.&lt;br /&gt;dear and i was walking to our pit and we just had to take cover at the nearest shelter.&lt;br /&gt;baby i didn't mean to. i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;the umbrella was spoil due to the super windy condition.&lt;br /&gt;silly girl took off her shoe, say she going through the hardship with me.&lt;br /&gt;did i put it correctly?? nevermind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stay in the shelter till 5 going 6 before the rain stop.&lt;br /&gt;we headed to our pit and help out with elvin.&lt;br /&gt;waihon help start the fire.&lt;br /&gt;everyone slowly but 1 by 1 turned up.&lt;br /&gt;i was expecting less but somehow they turn up.&lt;br /&gt;those who put airplane ar. got nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;oh the presents... thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks baby. it was because you were there that i could entertain the guests.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna let you know. thanks for all the support you gave when i was in the pti course.&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't easy reaching the end of the course. your continues cheering and support was something precious.&lt;br /&gt;it help me through tough time when i tot about giving up.&lt;br /&gt;soon it will end i hope i can be a supportive to you when your going through tough times.&lt;br /&gt;dear i hope dec will be a mth i'll return you the love we missed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys. i never expected the celebration to be so fun.&lt;br /&gt;i never expect some of you to turn up and enjoyed yourself.&lt;br /&gt;that bout all for now. baby your silly baby photo.&lt;br /&gt;i'll treasure it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-348174586660860210?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-7513052251599268402</id><published>2008-11-19T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:17:27.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worn</title><content type='html'>don't know why, the tough times always seem to pass so slowly.&lt;br /&gt;this month is taking longer than ever.&lt;br /&gt;because we only have 45 mins a night to talk to each other,&lt;br /&gt;to seek comfort and warmth in each other's embrace.&lt;br /&gt;so much so i feel just that embrace alone, so precious that&lt;br /&gt;i want to lay in your arms and sleep forever.&lt;br /&gt;time so short that i feel its just slipping through my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;but i know, i still love you very much.&lt;br /&gt;just that i'm already used to you not being by my side.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't want to get used to that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;because you might just slip past me one day without me noticing and i could lose you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your tiredness makes me feel so worn out as well.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm glad it's happening because it shows&lt;br /&gt;we're in it together.&lt;br /&gt;you know i'll never allow you to face the battle alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 days to the 1st of december.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-7513052251599268402?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7513052251599268402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=7513052251599268402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i felt happy, not sure if that's the right word,&lt;br /&gt;after reading your post. sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;i tend to doubt how deep your feelings are for me.&lt;br /&gt;because you don't say things or assure me very openly. or&lt;br /&gt;mainly for the reason you're trying to play hard to get *rolls eyes* haha. but after reading your post, i get the idea. fwah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i know you feel how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;lonely/alone because all your energy is put into your FI course.&lt;br /&gt;you barely even have the energy to talk more/message more/entertain whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;but i want you to know that,&lt;br /&gt;even though i can't be there for you, you know my heart and soul is.&lt;br /&gt;those were the same words you said when i was facing my exams. right? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;also, after i read your post.&lt;br /&gt;i felt fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;even though you don't say it, but i know actions seem so much more. thank you for all your hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;i feel your warmth all the time as well.&lt;br /&gt;my daaaaaaily dose of comfort and sunshine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;feels like the three years of wait were worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;feels like the heartaches i suffered in between were healed.&lt;br /&gt;feels like the tears i cried so much for were wasted.&lt;br /&gt;feels like the self doubt of myself was uncalled for.&lt;br /&gt;feels like the cracks in my heart were mended.&lt;br /&gt;because i spent 3 years waiting, crying, suffering, doubting for the wrong one.&lt;br /&gt;feels like you're just the right one for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in a picture, with all the beautiful things in the world. rainbows, sunshine, ice creeeeeam, heart-shaped balloons floating in the air, right in the middle of a sunflower/blue rose filled paddy field are the both of us,&lt;br /&gt;you and me sharing a wonderful dream,life and future.&lt;br /&gt;laughing,smiling,relaxing,enjoying life's little pleasures. a few years later down the road, the giggles of our children can be heard as they run through the field playing football,&lt;br /&gt;and the barks of diamond, and jagger will ring through the air.&lt;br /&gt;just like the little wedding bells we heard on that special day(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i see my future with you, and i know you see your future with me too.&lt;br /&gt;love you baby!:D&lt;br /&gt;you'll love me more every single day! YAYYYYY. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-6204937551675920292?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6204937551675920292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=6204937551675920292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6204937551675920292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6204937551675920292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/11/sweeeeeeeeetheart-i-felt-happy-not-sure.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-2095140124540067861</id><published>2008-11-09T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T19:41:17.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lonely nov</title><content type='html'>lonely november.&lt;br /&gt;this month i'm not only tired. i'm feeling more alone den ever.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why but being able to only see you at night just isn't good enough.&lt;br /&gt;from time to time i'll wish your here next to me.&lt;br /&gt;when i'm down feeling, powerless. when i'm up feeling, energised.&lt;br /&gt;november sure is a boring month to be.&lt;br /&gt;weekend spended on driving trial test. even when it's going out...&lt;br /&gt;i dun really feel you near.&lt;br /&gt;now i actualli feel how bad it is being unable to feel you when i hope you were close.&lt;br /&gt;how you actually feel whenever i'm a work.&lt;br /&gt;last night i was watching jap drama 'remote'&lt;br /&gt;i come across this movie 'platonix' if i didn't get the title wrong.&lt;br /&gt;it a bittersweet love story bout this girl who wanted to end her life.&lt;br /&gt;i was touched by the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even when we are both really busy right now...&lt;br /&gt;i wan you to know, your being missed every sec every min&lt;br /&gt;i remember you sharing 'the reason of everyones' existance'&lt;br /&gt;so baby. thanks for being born. =)&lt;br /&gt;without you here i wouldn't be able to be who i used to be.&lt;br /&gt;holding your hands close, i felt secured.&lt;br /&gt;holding you close i feel your warm.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being here with me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being &lt;strong&gt;'is a bell'&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah! i know what i'm gonna get for you on your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;hope you like it..&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-2095140124540067861?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2095140124540067861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=2095140124540067861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/2095140124540067861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/2095140124540067861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/11/lonely-nov.html' title='lonely nov'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-4512848484675265335</id><published>2008-11-05T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T11:39:32.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a message from me to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;sigh, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;baby's training is taking all the energy out of him.&lt;br /&gt;that he feels so tired and worn out every single night.&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't make me feel reaaaaaally good either.&lt;br /&gt;because this month is the month where he wouldn't be able to spend much time with me.&lt;br /&gt;feels rather lonely and empty.&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, i'm so understanding.&lt;br /&gt;and not only that, i'll support him through this monstrous training.&lt;br /&gt;just like how you supported me through my exams.&lt;br /&gt;last month, i couldn't take the time off.&lt;br /&gt;this month, you're sooooooo busy as well.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i can't wait for this whole month to be over.&lt;br /&gt;i hope December/my birthday/your birthday,&lt;br /&gt;would be the best month in the years to come.&lt;br /&gt;because it's the only month where we'll share double the memories,&lt;br /&gt;and do things we want to do together(like finally)&lt;br /&gt;after December, you'll be back on track with your busy schedule again):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;don't know why i've been reaaaaally tired lately,&lt;br /&gt;even though i've just been mucking around, doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;guess it's because you're so tired that's why i feel so restless and exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;also, i want us to do and achieve things that will make us win together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's why i wish to :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;be your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;listening ear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; regarding your torturing exercises&lt;br /&gt;your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;supporter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; through this period,&lt;br /&gt;your source of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;comfort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;laughter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;energy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i'll be the best,&lt;br /&gt;but i just want to be a part and be there for you the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;best way i can&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it just seems so little to what i can do for you to lessen your fatique.&lt;br /&gt;you'll just have to tell me what else i can do to show you my support.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i will, if i can(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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you'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-5017204542133679092</id><published>2008-10-30T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:57:25.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the start of nov</title><content type='html'>a fully packed mth NOV...&lt;br /&gt;i'm now in PTI course even when it the second day of training, i'm must say i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;:( all the running.&lt;br /&gt;my standard wasn't this bad. mymy after i enter the team and got used to eat and sleep life.&lt;br /&gt;mymy i must say this course got some kick.&lt;br /&gt;this mth is also a mth when my baby girl finish all her exams.&lt;br /&gt;also a mth where she will have to go for a work interview.&lt;br /&gt;it also a mth where i'll host my birthday party beforehand on the 22th.&lt;br /&gt;after this totally packed mth WILL BE the start of the slacking mth.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so so looking forward to it. :)&lt;br /&gt;next mth will be the mth i only work for 9 day throughout the mth.&lt;br /&gt;also the mth where baby and i will have to celebrate our birthday along with a few other friends.&lt;br /&gt;a mth where i'll have to join baby girl in making tiramisu. =)&lt;br /&gt;it going to be a realli realli fun mth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-5017204542133679092?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5017204542133679092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=5017204542133679092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5017204542133679092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5017204542133679092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/10/start-of-nov.html' title='the start of nov'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-5420110018678024616</id><published>2008-10-26T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T18:08:39.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this blog has been left out again due to it's busy owners.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have some good news to report, which is... *drumroll*&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4DAYS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to the end of his wife's o levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2DAYS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;her husband's fitness instructor's course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;which means.... a little more freedom for the couple:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and sweeeeetheart, you shall be the first one i'll message to, so that you'll be able to share my joy and freedom together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you have to photocopy/let me copy down the day you have leave so that i'll be able to tell my boss, on how to plan my time as well. so after the end of exams, there are a few things the couple have to do together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1st: We have to have our movie marathon(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2nd: Our book reading marathon(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3rd: Our tiramisu marathon(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4th: My baby's birthday celebration(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5th: Your birthday itself(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6th: My birthday(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5th: Fitness training course(though mine will be around buangkok and yours will be at course itself)haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6th: I also have to train up for my speed and reaction so i wouldn't get bombed by the eggs and flour or whatsoever by your evil fiends. LOL.&lt;/span&gt; note that i didn't say friends but fiends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are however, somethings we have to do separately such as..&lt;br /&gt;1st: your driving test&lt;br /&gt;2nd: my present searching/baking.(so sad i have to do it alone laaaah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things to do, so little time laaaaah):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-5420110018678024616?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5420110018678024616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=5420110018678024616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5420110018678024616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5420110018678024616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-blog-has-been-left-out-again-due.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-763589565172414106</id><published>2008-10-18T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T17:51:35.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apology</title><content type='html'>sweetheart, i'm sorry for not spending much time with you recently.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been messaging you, calling you.&lt;br /&gt;even the calls are brief, you seem to always be the one calling first&lt;br /&gt;and i don't sound super happy when i receive your call&lt;br /&gt;like last time, because i'm toooo tired.&lt;br /&gt;been neglecting you, and the only time we spend is during night time,&lt;br /&gt;which isn't even much at all.&lt;br /&gt;i know you're tired from work, and i haven't been the best girlf and comfort to you.&lt;br /&gt;been too busy with studies, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;all will be ooooookay by the 30th of oct, which is 12 days from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still love you the same,&lt;br /&gt;a little lesser if you act cool/sexy/man&lt;br /&gt;fwah, but don't be too bothered by that. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-763589565172414106?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/763589565172414106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=763589565172414106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/763589565172414106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/763589565172414106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/10/apology.html' title='apology'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-9174340171213755368</id><published>2008-10-15T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:30:18.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something inavoidable...</title><content type='html'>maybe i shouldn't have told you. maybe it shouldn't have happen.&lt;br /&gt;it should have been longer, much longer...&lt;br /&gt;you felt it. we know it gonna happen sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of our honeymoon period coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;something not only us but everyone will come to knowing.&lt;br /&gt;baby i know your not veri happy bout it.&lt;br /&gt;i think the reason of it coming to an end this fast is..&lt;br /&gt;because i know your feeling for me is strong.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not saying this because i love you no more.&lt;br /&gt;it just that i wan you to know even when our honeymoon period gone.&lt;br /&gt;i still love you. i may show little, i may no reply to all of your messages.&lt;br /&gt;it just doesn't mean i dun care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;you have to understand, please...&lt;br /&gt;i know you dun understand why it happening.&lt;br /&gt;or even what is going on..&lt;br /&gt;i can't explain it as well but you got the part of me trying to accomplish things, right.&lt;br /&gt;i guess that why it's ending abit early.&lt;br /&gt;it because i wan a better future for us.&lt;br /&gt;it because i dun wanna lose anything.&lt;br /&gt;the things we share... all the feelings and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;now that i had you, i wanna be the best that i can.&lt;br /&gt;unavoidable it may be. i know you will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-9174340171213755368?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/9174340171213755368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=9174340171213755368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/9174340171213755368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/9174340171213755368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-inavoidable.html' title='something inavoidable...'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-5402668495115560853</id><published>2008-10-14T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:04:21.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>i once read again.&lt;br /&gt;love is not all about getting returns/sexual desires&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;love is making that special someone happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this means to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the happiness you see makes you happy&lt;br /&gt;the care you give makes you cared for&lt;br /&gt;the thought you count makes you thought of&lt;br /&gt;the importance you provide makes you the piority&lt;br /&gt;the sadness they return makes you gloomy&lt;br /&gt;the smile they return makes you estatic&lt;br /&gt;the affirmation they return makes you confident&lt;br /&gt;the hugs they return give you comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, boy.&lt;br /&gt;if you need help regarding your bbq,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there to help after the 30th of Oct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-5402668495115560853?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5402668495115560853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=5402668495115560853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5402668495115560853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5402668495115560853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/10/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-8871277428295134932</id><published>2008-10-09T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:31:38.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't understand why stupid blogger &lt;br /&gt;doesn't allow me to change colour or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;but it's a-okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my my, this blog has been left out in the cold for 5 days,&lt;br /&gt;presumely the longest time ever.&lt;br /&gt;but it's okay, MUMMY WILL SAVE YOU!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O M G. O M G.&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas Sparks has a new upcoming movie!&lt;br /&gt;did you see properly my love?&lt;br /&gt;NICHOLAS SPARKS!!!! *SCREAMS&lt;br /&gt;and i found out, he has two other previous movies.&lt;br /&gt;other than A Walk To Remember,&lt;br /&gt;there is Message In A Bottle and The Notebook!&lt;br /&gt;O M G&lt;br /&gt;we can have a movie marathon already!:D&lt;br /&gt;.... after my exams:/&lt;br /&gt;the saddest thing is, i don't know how long &lt;br /&gt;his new movie Nights in Rodanthe is going to be on the screen&lt;br /&gt;hopefully for 2 weeks and 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;because the release is 14th Oct,&lt;br /&gt;my exams end at 30th Oct.&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch it with you!): grah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooooookay,&lt;br /&gt;i asked you.&lt;br /&gt;"would you be afraid that i broke up with you this very minute?"&lt;br /&gt;you're so silly laaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;you say it's not possible,&lt;br /&gt;make it seem like i'm madly in love with you like that.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i shall have to watch my actions from now.&lt;br /&gt;or someone will be too proud of himself.&lt;br /&gt;but when my friend asked me that question,&lt;br /&gt;i just got stunned laaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;because i was afraid, couldn't breathe.&lt;br /&gt;which lady would want to break up with the man she loved most?&lt;br /&gt;O M G. i wasn't supposed to say that.&lt;br /&gt;now he'll think i'm gaga over him):&lt;br /&gt;i was surprised at your answer, because you answered it with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;until i realised, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;guys are not like girls, they're more rational.&lt;br /&gt;i tend to be a worrywart, so when i asked you that question.&lt;br /&gt;you told me how can that be possible because you know i wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't be seeing him today, because he only came back in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;and his going out in the night.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind(: i'll miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweeeeeeeeeeeeetheart, without you.&lt;br /&gt;laughter would vanish from my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-8871277428295134932?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8871277428295134932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=8871277428295134932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/8871277428295134932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/8871277428295134932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dont-understand-why-stupid-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-8405268804236854652</id><published>2008-10-08T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:22:02.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>list of people for tiramisu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;the other time i wanted to update but i think i left it there all just disappeared when the computer shut down. my stm... my my.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;here i am retyping this long and yet romantic story of the princess and the prince.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wow sound like a veri interesting story ya. joking... not going to type much story just the things that happened recently, i got it all bulleted on my hp.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;first of all, the morning messages. i would like to thank baby for waking up so early just to send me a morning message that would touch my heart for the rest the day. in a way make my day right, feeling like time will fly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a few day back remembering, like the second time we tot her brother was spying on us. in a instance all my mind could only think of the best possible way to sum thing up. that i guess was part of me being protective. the tot i had at that moment was to just hold her hand, up to her house and straight in her brother face say 'she my girlfriend' to me at that point of time was the best safest way of working.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. we could work things out together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. face him &lt;strong&gt;together&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. i dun wan him blaming you for it. not this relationship we share.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love to me is too precious to be broken by someone who just think his right.&lt;/strong&gt; after recalling the thing i did for sometime, i come to realise that i was too impulsive. what good would it done if we were just fighting this losing battle. i can't help but think... she staying at his place. i am yet a nobody. things things arise. i couldn't win at the point of time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i know she was willing to do what is needed to be done. just i couldn't help but think if i was a bit more successful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she when home, message arrived soon. 'they're not at home. it was the balcony door' somehow the breath that i kept up in the chest was release all at once. it was truely a good test but what if he was really there. it just keep on running in my mind till now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we planned to change the route of our walk around buang kok soon. it didn't just happen the next day. on tuesday i ask if she wanna walk around buang kok, she answer ok. the walk was normal. with the people coming out of buang kok station we couldn't walk there and the other side of the place was also not allow because her brother might be coming back from that way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think it was me who told her 'it was comforting being with her' it just felt this way because even when we dun have to say a thing. it just feel so right being next to her and being able to keep all the bad part of me to myself, that is also part of being comfortable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she didn't agreed to that... she wanted to see all the different part of me. the good the bad the preverted the naughty the smelly the etc... ok but it gonna take a really long time before you could see that part of me. kok choon didn't use weeks and mths to get me to be crazy. lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the cookie she made of our mthnisary was so so good. speechless... :x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we decided to make tiramisu for the people around us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;here the list.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. uncle leslie and wife.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. my brother and gf.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. kok choon and gf.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. ei dun?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. maybe 1 for my family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. 1 for her family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. etc anyone i miss out please kindly tag us for a share of 'our' tiramisu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nicholas sparks movie marathon next...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess that bout all that happened. i may have left bit and pieces of the story out but i hope i didn't miss out much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;baby, thanks... muack.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-8405268804236854652?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8405268804236854652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=8405268804236854652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/8405268804236854652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/8405268804236854652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/10/list-of-people-for-tiramisu.html' title='list of people for tiramisu'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-4394304868651021802</id><published>2008-10-04T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T20:48:27.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy-ful day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY FIRST MONTH ANNIVERSARY:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i had such a wonderful-drous day yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was simple, yet meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i almost cried when you appeared wih that bouquet of flowers.&lt;br /&gt;you're just sugary-sweeeeeet lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your words mean so much more to me too(:&lt;br /&gt;the three words from you is enough to make me feel&lt;br /&gt;the bucketfull of love pouring out.&lt;br /&gt;i wish our future days would be filled with happiness just like this one.&lt;br /&gt;simple, but blissful and the day so meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;i wish every single day is like an anniversary to the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;because i don't want the days to just flash past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorrow, happiness we'll share them together.&lt;br /&gt;we'll cry and laugh together&lt;br /&gt;we'll lie in the bed with the thermometer together,&lt;br /&gt;with a towel on our foreheads.&lt;br /&gt;we'll grow fat/obese together, become lanky and thin together.&lt;br /&gt;we'll share weal and woe&lt;br /&gt;we'll get poisoned by my "horrible" cooking skills together&lt;br /&gt;we'll watch the sunset, sunrise, the stars side by side.&lt;br /&gt;we'll sing, shout, scream together.&lt;br /&gt;take care of our kids with tender loving care.&lt;br /&gt;we'll visit so many places!&lt;br /&gt;so many things to do, but the lifetime's not enough to fulfill.&lt;br /&gt;which is why, the days can't just flash past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;and this song's for you dedicated to our 1st month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking through your eyes-Leann Rimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the skies, tell me what do you see,&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes and describe it to me,&lt;br /&gt;The heavens are sparkling with starlight tonight,&lt;br /&gt;That's what i see through your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the heavens each time that you smile,&lt;br /&gt;I hear your heartbeat just go on for hours,&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly i know my life is worthwhile,&lt;br /&gt;That's what i see through your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Here in the night, i see the sun&lt;br /&gt;Here in the dark are two hearts are one&lt;br /&gt;It's out of our hands,&lt;br /&gt;We can't stop what we have begun and&lt;br /&gt;Love just took me by surprise&lt;br /&gt;Looking through your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at myself, and instead i see ours&lt;br /&gt;Wherever i am now it feels like we are and&lt;br /&gt;I see it through who is learning to trust&lt;br /&gt;That's who i see through your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Here in the night, i see the sun&lt;br /&gt;Here in the dark are two hearts are one&lt;br /&gt;It's out of our hands,&lt;br /&gt;We can't stop what we have begun and&lt;br /&gt;Love just took me by surprise&lt;br /&gt;Looking through your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;And there are somethings we don't hold&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes our heart just needs to cold and&lt;br /&gt;Every summer day... i'll remember&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the open skies, with you.. forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Here in the night, i see the sun&lt;br /&gt;Here in the dark are two hearts are one&lt;br /&gt;It's out of our hands, we can't stop what we have begun and&lt;br /&gt;Love just took me by surprise&lt;br /&gt;Looking through your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking through your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(99% of the lyrics are correct because i couldn't hear one or two words clearly.)&lt;br /&gt;couldn't find the lyrics of the song. it's probably too old already. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-4394304868651021802?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4394304868651021802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=4394304868651021802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/4394304868651021802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/4394304868651021802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-ful-day.html' title='happy-ful day'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-75463172824390395</id><published>2008-10-03T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:58:07.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 day of misery...</title><content type='html'>tomorrow our veri first date.&lt;br /&gt;here i am feeling so excited bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recalling a few days back. when we were unable to meet each other.&lt;br /&gt;ah all i can say is, those two days were a torture to me.&lt;br /&gt;without you walking with me at night. i was too dishearted to even go.&lt;br /&gt;i called my brother to take my place walking diamond.&lt;br /&gt;on the 2nd day, somehow we was able to gaze at each other for a few second.&lt;br /&gt;that was when i know i missed you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an un prefected plan, i got planning bout where we'll be celebrating tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;cause of some problem she will had to face. we can't really do much.&lt;br /&gt;when you were guessing what i had in mind.&lt;br /&gt;all i could say was nope. it not correct. no...&lt;br /&gt;even when it simple i still hope your be happy bout it.&lt;br /&gt;i wan you to enjoy it as much as i do.&lt;br /&gt;=) i'm so glad.. the 4th (our first monthnisary) reaching so fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disagreed comment that was made by your daddy.&lt;br /&gt;i would never agree that love is a fake or it nothing...&lt;br /&gt;loving you is a miracle, it take us where we belong.&lt;br /&gt;without it. there wouldn't be you and me. (in the first place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry darling. this morning i actually didn't when to gym at base.&lt;br /&gt;i when to novena to check the place out.&lt;br /&gt;so i won't be messing up tomorrow. on the big day.&lt;br /&gt;i when to get the gift... i know it not much but it the best i can do.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you dun mind. which you did, reassured me it would be ok.&lt;br /&gt;but i just wan it to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were alway a good listener.&lt;br /&gt;so good you sometime don't know what happening around.&lt;br /&gt;so good whenever i had something on my mind. you be there to listen.&lt;br /&gt;your a good counselor also, it seen like you just know the right words to make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i was in a way a good listener and a counselor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year ending soon. darling it bout time i start planning my leaves.&lt;br /&gt;remind me k. will think bout how it going to be spend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that bout what happened this few days.. tomorrow gonna be fun i had better sleep early. night...&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-75463172824390395?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/75463172824390395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=75463172824390395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/75463172824390395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/75463172824390395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/10/2-day-of-misery.html' title='2 day of misery...'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-8840502574518777521</id><published>2008-09-30T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T14:38:15.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>words</title><content type='html'>women who are in love tend to go on a rampage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for our future career/work/studies/life/love/family&lt;br /&gt;this is a motivation note for you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the mind keeps thinking you've had enough&lt;br /&gt;but the heart keeps telling you don't give up.&lt;br /&gt;you heart can beat the haze,&lt;br /&gt;if you fall, just get up&lt;br /&gt;you can be your own miracle&lt;br /&gt;things will get better, through whatever&lt;br /&gt;the heart is stronger then you think,&lt;br /&gt;it can go through anything&lt;br /&gt;don't give up, just stand up.&lt;br /&gt;don't be a prisoner in your mind, you can leave your mind&lt;br /&gt;let your heart be your guide,&lt;br /&gt;you can light up the dark if you follow your heart,&lt;br /&gt;everything will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;through whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are lines taken from the song Just Stand up.&lt;br /&gt;it motivated me somehow, when i read the lines.&lt;br /&gt;i become stronger, i become calm.&lt;br /&gt;because i know now, whatever situation i'm in.&lt;br /&gt;if i follow my heart, things will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;this applies to our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been two days since i last saw you,&lt;br /&gt;the urge of running over hugging you tight,&lt;br /&gt;overcame me when i saw you last night.&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for my friends who have been with me,&lt;br /&gt;or i would have stayed at home, mopping around.&lt;br /&gt;like some lost soul.&lt;br /&gt;it's 4 days to our 1st month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still very contented to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-8840502574518777521?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8840502574518777521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=8840502574518777521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/8840502574518777521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/8840502574518777521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/words.html' title='words'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-9082626633452139618</id><published>2008-09-26T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:25:28.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i remember this phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the sea of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i guess you really are, because you calm my heart when the waves are light&lt;br /&gt;and change my emotions at everything you do or say when the waves are strong.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel sad to know the honeymoon period is actually so short,&lt;br /&gt;but i guess we just have to cherish it, maybe i'm just naive&lt;br /&gt;but i still wish it wouldn't end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps perhaps, we might have a bitter end.&lt;br /&gt;or wel'll last really long.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps you'll get sick of me towards the end,&lt;br /&gt;but i won't cause i never do.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, we'll really spend our last days together.&lt;br /&gt;no matter, the present is the most important.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you remember no matter where you are,&lt;br /&gt;what you're doing at some place.&lt;br /&gt;i want you to be the happiest boyboy in the whole wide world:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know, but i guess this would be the most memorable&lt;br /&gt;relationship for me.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of death,&lt;br /&gt;i also remembered a saying.&lt;br /&gt;"staying on the earth, is as good as leaving with the dead"&lt;br /&gt;because you'll be all alone.&lt;br /&gt;the dead will be remembered by the alive partner&lt;br /&gt;but when the alive partner is dead, who will remember him/her?&lt;br /&gt;if we really go on long, i wish to stay with you hand in hand as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps perhaps, but &lt;strong&gt;我 还是吃你!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think i'll let you bite me? NOT SO EASY! *sticks tongue out.&lt;br /&gt;besides, you won't beaaaaaaaaar too.&lt;br /&gt;i've bitten your shoulder, hand, chest, ear, lip, tongue.&lt;br /&gt;looks like the winner is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CRYSTAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; clear eh?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-9082626633452139618?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/9082626633452139618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=9082626633452139618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/9082626633452139618'/><link 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way round.&lt;br /&gt;but do you know it will hurt me even when i'm gone?&lt;br /&gt;so we'll have to be happy for being able to even grow old together ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll fly and travel everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;we'll have kids. 14 of them...&lt;br /&gt;we'll go parties once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;we'll drink wine at night before we sleep.&lt;br /&gt;we'll go old together...&lt;br /&gt;we'll spend our golden years together.&lt;br /&gt;we'll have more grand kids. 144 of them.&lt;br /&gt;we'll rest in peace next to each other.&lt;br /&gt;we'll hold hand even in our graves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you told me, you have requirement i need to meet...&lt;br /&gt;1. i have to hug you once a day, if we meet.&lt;br /&gt;2. i must tell you when i'm going to sleep so you can sleep as well.&lt;br /&gt;3. i have to tell you everything i feel, think and miss you every single day.&lt;br /&gt;your answer all my doubts too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you ask me if i have any requirement for you...&lt;br /&gt;silly i dun. cause to me i wan unlimited supply of my daily dose of your kisses.&lt;br /&gt;your huggies... your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it was 2 or 3 days back while baby and i was walking the kids.&lt;br /&gt;she saw her brother standing at the balcony...&lt;br /&gt;she was shocked. speechless at the point of time.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it was luck, her brother didn't see us.&lt;br /&gt;but at that point of time... i think everything was going through her mind.&lt;br /&gt;like the fact that, her brother gonna break the 2 of us up.&lt;br /&gt;whether he see or not. from that distance is it possible to see us holding hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i on the other hand was calm... i was thinking it only a matter of time before they get to know.&lt;br /&gt;i was selfish... sorry baby...&lt;br /&gt;luck was on our side that moment... i wonder what were to happen if he saw us together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we when out today for breakfast again... tomorrow f1 deployment so we somehow manage to spend time together before the tight schedule start.&lt;br /&gt;ya kun was nice. the coffee was nice. the morning walk was nice.&lt;br /&gt;it was nice to be able to spend a morning with you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were talking about chi ting ni le... lolz. your not going to be able to eat me...&lt;br /&gt;i'll eat you first...&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-270590354371269270?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/270590354371269270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=270590354371269270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/270590354371269270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/270590354371269270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/chi-ting-ni-la.html' title='chi ting ni la...'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-6302907044582120829</id><published>2008-09-26T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:36:15.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;因為太爱你, 所以更害怕失去你.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-6302907044582120829?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6302907044582120829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=6302907044582120829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6302907044582120829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6302907044582120829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-7385099082414705001</id><published>2008-09-25T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T19:40:36.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i miss my boy so much laaaaaaaaaaaah):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention, just three more hours to see you.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, unless you have other cases.&lt;br /&gt;lovesickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imissyou imissyou imissyou imissyou imissyou imissyou&lt;br /&gt;imissyou imissyou imissyou imissyou imissyou imissyou&lt;br /&gt;imissyou imissyou imissyou imissyou imissyou imissyou&lt;br /&gt;imissyou imissyou imissyou imissyou imissyou imissyou&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-7385099082414705001?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7385099082414705001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=7385099082414705001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7385099082414705001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7385099082414705001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-miss-my-boy-so-much-laaaaaaaaaaaah.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-5013692890168880457</id><published>2008-09-22T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:21:23.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we're sharing the same feeling</title><content type='html'>thanks baby for posting, replying to all my doubt.&lt;br /&gt;it not actually doubt, i was a bit weaver by the facts.&lt;br /&gt;your holding a veri special place in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;irreplaceable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your doubts...&lt;br /&gt;you give me a different kinda love.&lt;br /&gt;her love was short and thrilling. maybe that how it begin.&lt;br /&gt;you shouldn't envy baby. your love is comforting and secure.&lt;br /&gt;the words you say to me. the things you do for me.&lt;br /&gt;when i start to doubt, i'll think back, just thinking back i know i'm being loved.&lt;br /&gt;time flies just being with you. each day passes like i'm controlling time.&lt;br /&gt;just because i wish to see you.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy and contented you're here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still do think back but only at things. i wanna share the things with you.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if we'll go on the same thrilling ride.&lt;br /&gt;den i'll make you love me even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that answered your doubt... i'll just keep on answering any doubt you have.&lt;br /&gt;alright. cause doubting no good. the more doubt we have the more things we'll hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belle elizabeth chua hui qin... i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-5013692890168880457?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5013692890168880457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=5013692890168880457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5013692890168880457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5013692890168880457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/were-sharing-same-feeling.html' title='we&apos;re sharing the same feeling'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-123181581418078726</id><published>2008-09-22T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:17:29.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my return feelings to you</title><content type='html'>silly boy.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i feel that you're so silly.&lt;br /&gt;how can retribution be coming back to you when you found me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry that it caused you so much doubt when i mentioned that question.&lt;br /&gt;i just wish to tell you, that he is the past. (like finally)&lt;br /&gt;during the first week of our relationship, i thought of him sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;but as now, our relationship proceeds into a stronger, deeper state&lt;br /&gt;i no longer think of him, or even love him.&lt;br /&gt;each moment when we're apart,&lt;br /&gt;i think of the things i can do for you.&lt;br /&gt;for our first month, for your birthday, after your ord,&lt;br /&gt;ice skating, star gazing, horror movies&lt;br /&gt;each thought, each moment makes me happy, fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;as i leave your side, i start to miss you all over again.&lt;br /&gt;i count your off days, i worry about you all the time.&lt;br /&gt;you're the first boy to make me feel so loved,&lt;br /&gt;i feel contented even if we don't go to any fancy places,&lt;br /&gt;eat expensive things.&lt;br /&gt;i love you more and more every day,&lt;br /&gt;i'm confident for the relationship to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mentioned it because sometimes i doubt,&lt;br /&gt;after reading your friendster.&lt;br /&gt;do you think of moon sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;do you still love her as much?&lt;br /&gt;am i giving you the kind of love you got from her?&lt;br /&gt;do you feel as happy and contented as you are with me?&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i envy her sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to tell you that my wounds are healed completely.&lt;br /&gt;you're God-sent. i don't think of him or love him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;because i think of your well being everyday.&lt;br /&gt;are you eating well, sleeping well, feeling well?&lt;br /&gt;i hope whatever i say will make you understand&lt;br /&gt;i'm prepared to live/spend my life with you.&lt;br /&gt;everything i do, i do for you.&lt;br /&gt;and you're part of me. not just indefinitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, i'm so happy you posted this post.&lt;br /&gt;because you allowed me to realise,&lt;br /&gt;i've taken that corner of your heart which i thought i could never replace.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i wasn't capable enough to replace the love you had in the past.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i still haven't replaced all of it, but i will. someday:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a movie life span means approximately 2 hours of time i can spend with you.&lt;br /&gt;because a movie roughly takes about 2 hours to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you're so "JIAN". how could you read this secretly?:/&lt;br /&gt;you're going to get it from me later! dumbdumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i'm going to scream at the top of my voice&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY BOY. SEAN GOH SHIXIANG(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-123181581418078726?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/123181581418078726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=123181581418078726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/123181581418078726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/123181581418078726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/silly-boy.html' title='my return feelings to you'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-2913349703438323022</id><published>2008-09-22T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:34:09.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this feeling inside.</title><content type='html'>we talk bout retribution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told her remember while we were walking a few times when thing were throw at us?&lt;br /&gt;it was retribution i told her. i was a bad boy in the past, i throw rotten smelly eggs at people when i was small.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know people will start throwing thing back at me.&lt;br /&gt;just after i say this no longer, someone maybe a kid just like the bad boy i was then, threw something down. missing us but was a pretty close shot.&lt;br /&gt;that was i call retribution. for all the bad thing i did in the past, are they coming all back at me, now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby girl, she come to my house today for movie. she said she has a movie life span. i wonder what that mean.&lt;br /&gt;i think i should change my LCD monitor. and my room layout. so we can have all the comfort watch movies...&lt;br /&gt;we started messaging in weird anglish. just like this one.&lt;br /&gt;we watched moulin rouge. a movie musical, love is oxygen,&lt;br /&gt;Love is a many splendored thing, love, lifts us up where we belong, all you need is love.&lt;br /&gt;while we were watching she said. one of her friend told her your never marry that special someone you truely love.&lt;br /&gt;i learn it somewhere. some times back. after what she said.... my heart starts to weaver... my mind pre occupied with tots.&lt;br /&gt;tots bout why is she telling me that? i was... silenced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does she mean i wasn't the guy she loved? is part of her feelings with someone else? (this part i meant her old bf)&lt;br /&gt;qns tons of them. even now, i can't help thinking and thinking.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't answer... i was speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this i wrote are my feelings. you dun have to answer them.&lt;br /&gt;den it come to me...&lt;br /&gt;i'll throw away yet again whatever people said.. love is a many splendored thing.&lt;br /&gt;love is all i can give. love will lift us up where we should belong...&lt;br /&gt;if i'm just not the one. at least let me be a part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-2913349703438323022?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2913349703438323022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-6593057336076891459</id><published>2008-09-22T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:18:40.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a smelly and sweat evening *wink</title><content type='html'>hellllooooo:D&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty hyped up now,&lt;br /&gt;probably because i saw a lady wearing a gorgeous WHITE dress,&lt;br /&gt;and because my baby posted the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;sooooooooo, it's karaoke session now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he gives me surprises. like when i saw him,&lt;br /&gt;after his long run sitting under the void deck&lt;br /&gt;waiting for me to come home from tuition.&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't even tell him the route i was walking!&lt;br /&gt;he just remembered the place where my tuition was held.&lt;br /&gt;100 marks for a person having short term memory.&lt;br /&gt;i realised then, things as simple as that really make me happy:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i already think you're successful,&lt;br /&gt;but i know it's not enough for you.&lt;br /&gt;maybe our definitions are different,&lt;br /&gt;because mine is simple and i'm easily contented(:&lt;br /&gt;but i really think making me loved is enough.&lt;br /&gt;to me lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVEYOUUUUUUUUUUUU(:&lt;br /&gt;and you're such an impressive boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand i think you forgot to blog about RETRIBUTION.&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-6593057336076891459?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6593057336076891459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-5683676524610916299</id><published>2008-09-21T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T20:31:20.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>see..!</title><content type='html'>people just get lazy after sometime. so i'm here just to add a few stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just fixed the site. her blog was unable to access so i changed the coding. bout 'the man' too was accidentally deleted. so i got to slowly find where it when wrong.&lt;br /&gt;lucky i was a info comm student. hee. da tou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it was yesterday, in baby's message she said something like isolating her friends cause of the exam period.&lt;br /&gt;i dun think you have to bee. if you just work real hard i dun think your get bad grade.&lt;br /&gt;:) my bee bee can't be that bad.&lt;br /&gt;if so, i think you have to isolate me too. den it can be fair right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stm realli realli is bad. i kept on forgetting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time really just past so fast. next week formula 1 race le. i'll be deployed for the race. as for the timing i really need to apologies to baby for no being able to pull out much time during that period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just love the song 'always be my baby' hee.&lt;br /&gt;so here the lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were as one babe&lt;br /&gt;For a moment in time&lt;br /&gt;And it seemed everlasting&lt;br /&gt;That you would always be mine&lt;br /&gt;Now you want to be free&lt;br /&gt;So I'm letting you fly&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know in my heart babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never die&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely (my fav line)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And we'll linger on (her fav line) lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna cry no&lt;br /&gt;And I won't beg you to stay&lt;br /&gt;If you're determined to leave girl&lt;br /&gt;I will not stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;But inevitably you'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Cause ya know in your heart babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never end no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you'll be back girl&lt;br /&gt;When your days and your nights get a little bit colder oooohhh&lt;br /&gt;I know that, you'll be right back, babe&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh! baby believe me it's only a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my my baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me (you will always be)&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on (we will linger on....)&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! baby your always be my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k that bout it for today...&lt;br /&gt;till next time stay tune!!!&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-5683676524610916299?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5683676524610916299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=5683676524610916299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5683676524610916299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5683676524610916299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/see.html' title='see..!'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-6313668390620323032</id><published>2008-09-19T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:19:49.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 3 things i clarify</title><content type='html'>heyho:D&lt;br /&gt;today's been a meaningful walk to remember as well.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to say this, but i shall hit on three topics today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st: Regarding your moving out with Kok Choon&lt;br /&gt;i can't say i'm not worried completely,&lt;br /&gt;because you know you would have to rely on yourself for everything.&lt;br /&gt;no home cooked meals, many bills to handle and of course the risk of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want you don't lead a hard life because my heart will ache):&lt;br /&gt;but i know you really want no restrictions,&lt;br /&gt;you really want a home to yourself where&lt;br /&gt;you can decorate it and have a space to your own.&lt;br /&gt;like what i've always said,&lt;br /&gt;i hope you will follow your heart and mind,&lt;br /&gt;and i will support your decisions as long as you're happy.&lt;br /&gt;but you must remember to lay out the consequences and problems&lt;br /&gt;you will face and be confident enough to overcome them.&lt;br /&gt;you understand me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Regarding the clash of our anniversary and your friend's birthday&lt;br /&gt;i REALLY wouldn't mind if you spent the day with your friends,&lt;br /&gt;because i have the chance to see you everyday&lt;br /&gt;while you meet up with your friends once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;besides, you'll be a real bummer if you didn't stay for the whole celebration!&lt;br /&gt;so, on that day.&lt;br /&gt;have an open heart and enjoy the celebrations with your friends!&lt;br /&gt;(remember to tell them i was the one who PROVIDED the idea and WRAPPED the present:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd: Your friendster profile&lt;br /&gt;if you have time rewrite the whole thing PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;because each time i see your past,&lt;br /&gt;i just get very sad as well.&lt;br /&gt;i want you to be happy, and not reminded of your past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so solemn now,&lt;br /&gt;like i'm sorting out important matters with my husband.&lt;br /&gt;i shall break the seriousness and on my last note,&lt;br /&gt;i shall say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell kok choon not to be an idiot or i'll push him into the phone booth.&lt;br /&gt;i'll bite his head off, pluck his hair out and squeeze the jelly from his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;AND NOT FORGETTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you so very much, piggyhead&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and i really want the best for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-6313668390620323032?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6313668390620323032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=6313668390620323032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6313668390620323032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/6313668390620323032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/heyhod-todays-been-meaningful-walk-to.html' title='the 3 things i clarify'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-6875826547341479057</id><published>2008-09-18T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:23:27.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we talk bout opposite attraction and break up?</title><content type='html'>yesterday as usual met up with baby for our usual walk to remember.&lt;br /&gt;as usual we brought the kids down. walk the same old path way we walk almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;like usual we got tons of topic to talk bout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the topic bout opposite attraction a rise. well like her friend said, it good cause when one is fire up the other know how to cool it down.&lt;br /&gt;when one run out of topic the other back it up.&lt;br /&gt;baby and i are directly in some ways opposite but we still share a few stuff in common.&lt;br /&gt;like the fact that we like green tea.&lt;br /&gt;like our kids. like each other company. like to sing. anything else??&lt;br /&gt;i did a research and find that in every kinda relationship it normal that after some time it will get a little boring and the only cure to that problem is to talk about it with your other half.&lt;br /&gt;i guess that what i call the honeymoon period. right?&lt;br /&gt;anyway i think i can handle it. baby and i are just comfortable talking to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk talk talk... yet another interesting topic was shared.&lt;br /&gt;it about break up. she was like saying what if we with/without a reason break up?&lt;br /&gt;she say it'll be hard for her. as the whole neighbourhood are places we walk about so it not gonna be easy forgetting. right?? baby.&lt;br /&gt;i know how it gonna feel. afterall i'm an expert. lol wow!!!.&lt;br /&gt;but ya it not gonna be easy, still if it going to happen i hope it not going to be uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;den for the first time, i'll have to learn to accept the fact we can still somehow be friends.&lt;br /&gt;haiyo den just dun let it happen la. i won't allow it to happen!!!&lt;br /&gt;no way. alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it 10.21 so 30 more mins and i meet baby le.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-6875826547341479057?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-2466856120533159268</id><published>2008-09-17T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T00:37:48.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tricks and treats</title><content type='html'>in the morning prince met up with princess to have breakfast. we when to subway to have it, somehow i didn't know how to even order. it was fulling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when out with a friend around 4 to buy present for a friend's up coming birthday on the 4th of oct. which just nicely falls on our 1st month anniversary. i wonder how i could arrange it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something just caught up my mind.. when we wasn't in this relationship nothing actually happen. this meaning there wasn't any special someone in or trying to enter our life but when our heart met. people just somehow come back trying to enter. &lt;strong&gt;weird&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i guess i was pretty lucky i got to you first. maybe my trick somehow manage to capture your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for 'our walk to be remember' at this time of the month it just seem like the moon guiding us. like it was there because there was a lesson for me to learn before this walk can even start. there was no stars just the moon and us. i guess the stars are hiding, waiting for us to go search for it. baby you love the star don't you. let go star gazing together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while walking... we come up with a game, a game called tricks and treats. it started when i told baby no more tricks, ok?&lt;br /&gt;k here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;tricks - anything that you do to trick the other half. 'act pitiful' her speciality&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;treats - anything you do to treat the other half. 'kiss her?' my speciality?? lol&lt;br /&gt;tricks can be anything from acting like there is something from the floor to 'hey there a shooting star!'&lt;br /&gt;treats can be anything from a hug to a kiss. &lt;strong&gt;sincerely from the heart&lt;/strong&gt;. important&lt;br /&gt;ok there is no rule or regulation. anything goes as long as you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now go enjoy playing tricks and treats...&lt;br /&gt;advice only for couple deeply in love not for the young at heart. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really glad i've got to your heart first.&lt;br /&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-2466856120533159268?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2466856120533159268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=2466856120533159268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/2466856120533159268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/2466856120533159268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/tricks-and-treats.html' title='tricks and treats'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-5781255854643456169</id><published>2008-09-15T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:21:21.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a loveeeeeeely day!</title><content type='html'>hello:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall start on sth else before i go on today's fun-tivities.&lt;br /&gt;i am very touched.&lt;br /&gt;thank you my dear boy, for going through all the trouble.&lt;br /&gt;trying to figure out for me, the problem with the blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;while i was asleep, you were awake doing it. UNTIL 2.42am.&lt;br /&gt;ever since we got together, that was the first time&lt;br /&gt;you slept so late i guess.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like you're doing more and more,&lt;br /&gt;while i'm doing lesser now.&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, i'm happy that we were brave enough to face reality.&lt;br /&gt;that many obstacles hinder our way, the honeymoon period might be short.&lt;br /&gt;but let's go through this together.&lt;br /&gt;like what i said,&lt;br /&gt;i'll use my everything to cherish this relationship.&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough of the touchy words.&lt;br /&gt;let's go back to our fun-tivities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today has been a splendid-rous dayyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;first, we went grocery shopping!&lt;br /&gt;we bought ham, bacon, cheese, sausage and bread:o&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sorry, i had to make my dear boy pay for the ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;because my sissy didn't put money into my card!&lt;br /&gt;forgive me): i know you will, haha.&lt;br /&gt;well, i went to dear boy's house and cooked breakfast for him,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if it was nice&lt;br /&gt;but at least he didn't get poisoned.&lt;br /&gt;even if he did, it's not my fault because&lt;br /&gt;he INSISTED for me to cook&lt;br /&gt;despite my warnings. *evil grin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after our deadly breakfast, we caught the movie&lt;br /&gt;A Walk To Remember by Mandy Moore and some hunk.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to hold my tears but i couldn't, so that dumbdumb&lt;br /&gt;had a free flow of water in his room.&lt;br /&gt;BUTBUTBUT!!!&lt;br /&gt;i had some priviledges as well.&lt;br /&gt;i saw my dear boy crying,&lt;br /&gt;but he claims he was holding back.&lt;br /&gt;soooooo, i shall compromise and say that he had tears in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;(even though i still strongly believe you cried!:D)&lt;br /&gt;my fingers even had "glue" all because of you!! *shivers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, then we headed of to Aunt Adi/Uncle Leslie's house.&lt;br /&gt;and we gave the keys back to them):&lt;br /&gt;they gave us each a shirt bought from London.&lt;br /&gt;the shirt is huge for me (because i tried it on later):&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, since it covers my shorts.&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to act sexy in it:/&lt;br /&gt;(i need a plastic bag cause i'm gona puke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drank some red wine that was so strong, so hot.&lt;br /&gt;i had difficulty swallowing it.&lt;br /&gt;and my dear boy was all red! WHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, my boy boy's family knows he's with me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved today very very much(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-5781255854643456169?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5781255854643456169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=5781255854643456169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5781255854643456169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5781255854643456169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/hellod-i-shall-start-on-sth-else-before.html' title='it&apos;s a loveeeeeeely day!'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-7780010730308831857</id><published>2008-09-15T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T02:37:21.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hacking..! it me. your knight lolz</title><content type='html'>VIRUS INFECTED..!!!!&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joking, it me. your shining knight in super white armour. lolz&lt;br /&gt;k here i am trying to list down the thing we shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shared lots of stuff. stuff which i guess not much couple will share with the other half about.&lt;br /&gt;we share bout the past the present and the future.&lt;br /&gt;the REGULATIONS... hmm...&lt;br /&gt;the right the wrong. the good the bad. the happiness the sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i come up with "what love mean to me."&lt;br /&gt;so it begin, 'love mean when i sweet talk coffee taste like syrup.'&lt;br /&gt;'love mean when the clock ticks without you next to me feels like that second being wasted.'&lt;br /&gt;you come up with 'love is what makes you smile when your tired.'&lt;br /&gt;'love is you telling your loved one sth bad about yourself and you're afraid they don't love you anymore but they love you even more!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because she show me all of her emotions, she wants to have the privilege to see me cry.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to. i'm a man. NO TEARS!! I"LL HOLD IT ALL BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you told me, GOD send me to you. you need to know HE send you to me as well.&lt;br /&gt;i will do my very best to treat those wounds.&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to keep those promises i made but i can't change the fact that i've got stm.&lt;br /&gt;those word in that message was realli touching. i'm gonna start keeping messages now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow!!! we are going SHOPPING! grocery shopping.&lt;br /&gt;princess had promised to cook breakfast for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya... she gonna bite my head off just because i dun display emotion much.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy to be by your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;dumbdumb♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-7780010730308831857?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7780010730308831857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=7780010730308831857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7780010730308831857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7780010730308831857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/hacking-it-me-your-knight-lolz.html' title='hacking..! it me. your knight lolz'/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-7172420903413359181</id><published>2008-09-12T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T01:55:22.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;testing testing(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;omg, i'm so elated! i finally completed this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;now the only thing left is the tagboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but it's 2am in the morning, and i have no more energy left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;night:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-7172420903413359181?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7172420903413359181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=7172420903413359181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7172420903413359181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/7172420903413359181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/testing-testing-omg-im-so-elated-i.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-5430223752934993067</id><published>2008-09-11T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T02:00:32.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.&lt;br /&gt;that dumb dumb's phone is out of battery,&lt;br /&gt;and and and i can't contact him.&lt;br /&gt;i miss him ):&lt;br /&gt;sth just went through my mind, and i just had to say it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sweet memories we share now,&lt;br /&gt;will be a reminder to us when we quarrel in the future.&lt;br /&gt;i must be the one to solve matters first,&lt;br /&gt;because i remembered my dear boy has short term memory.&lt;br /&gt;what if he doesn't remember any sweet memories when we quarrel?):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; our house is going to be gone):&lt;br /&gt;we can't spend any lovey dopey times,&lt;br /&gt;lying on the couch, rotting like a bunch of pigs.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care, i'll ask to borrow their house when nobody's at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;this morning when i woke up,&lt;br /&gt;i was planning when i could see him.&lt;br /&gt;i was going like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat/Sun- Afternoon shift&lt;br /&gt;Mon/Tue- YAY! OFF DAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;Wed/Thur- MORNING SHIFT!&lt;br /&gt;then i went blabbering like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;"i could meet him in the house before i go for tuition on wednesday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until it hit me.&lt;br /&gt;my plans just came crashing down.&lt;br /&gt;by sat, THE HOUSE IS GONE! THEIR COMING BACK!&lt;br /&gt;i'm such a dumbo like my dear boy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, did i mention how much i love you so?(:&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-5430223752934993067?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5430223752934993067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=5430223752934993067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5430223752934993067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/5430223752934993067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-470015038866277136.post-1727838316797330980</id><published>2008-09-10T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T02:02:12.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wellwell(:&lt;br /&gt;i had the sudden urge of creating this blog,&lt;br /&gt;so that, i can rant all i want and have my privacy.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i chose white because my special someone&lt;br /&gt;wants it to be like the knight in shining armour. cute eh?&lt;br /&gt;ahem, i feel emotional because i can't meet him for my breakfast date.&lt;br /&gt;i want to roar, but i better don't lest i break the windows.&lt;br /&gt;i told him since your family doesn't outwardly show love for you,&lt;br /&gt;i'll give it to you so that he could provide that with girls in the future.&lt;br /&gt;i gave him a big big hug, but when he held me tight.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i just felt the tears gushing out.&lt;br /&gt;the only explanation, was that i felt very safe in his arms(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, he has my glass heart and i have his paper heart♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellebelle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/470015038866277136-1727838316797330980?l=ourlove-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1727838316797330980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=470015038866277136&amp;postID=1727838316797330980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/1727838316797330980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/470015038866277136/posts/default/1727838316797330980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlove-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/wellwell-i-had-sudden-urge-of-creating.html' title=''/><author><name>beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984103446103064482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9cYtKRHvNNc/TSBIo_GGL-I/AAAAAAAAATg/UqthlaMIMj8/S220/beth.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
